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I grew up as an only child, and I absolutely hated it.  It wasn’t really a choice that my parents made, but once my father fell ill and subsequently died, the thoughts of having more children were pretty much out of the question.

I had many friends, but none of them were close enough to me, to keep me from being lonely on occasion. I still longed for a playmate that would stay in my home with me, and grow up with me. Someone who wouldn’t move away, someone with whom I could have a lifelong bond.

When my Mother remarried, they decided that they didn’t want any further children because I was enough.

Well, that decision may have been an easy one for them to make, but for me- I was very unhappy without siblings. In fact, I begged for years to have siblings, and even to this day, part of me is still bitter that I didn’t have any. And if you bring up the subject on a day when I’m just in the right mood, I still have a lot of animosity about it.

When I voiced my concerns over the years to friends and family, many of them told me, that siblings were just a headache…

Well, not everyone’s siblings are a headache.  Some families are very close to one another and love one another, and try their best to live close to each other so that they will help each other out.  Well, for me, I’ll never have that option, nor will I ever.

Now that my son is 15 months old, I watch him as he plays with other children and a part of my heart is torn because I see how much he enjoys the attention and playtime with other kids.

I only hope and pray that in the near future, he will have many siblings to play with and grow up with. In the future, if my kids do or don’t get along, they can be there for each other through all the tough times. But, I think it would be a dumb decision to not have kids, just because some people who had siblings had difficulty with them.

Because not everyone’s family is the same… And lets face it, if we stopped doing things because it didn’t turn out favorably for others, we’d stay in place. Not moving, not working, not eating, not living… And that’s just a life I’m not willing to live.

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