Sometimes it's rough having siblings....
you have to share your parents with other little people,
you have to exercise a lot of patience since someone is usually have having a meltdown,
you have to share everything,
while riding in the car you have to wait until your sister stops screaming so your mommy can hear you, the list could go on and on.
Even though having a lot of sibs can be difficult at times. It definitely has it's perks.
I love that my boys love and understand each other in ways beyond me-they have some serious brotherhood happening.
I love that my girls freak out when the other one cries (even though many times the non-crying girl is the culprit for the tears).
I love that when one kid reaches a milestone the others are freakishly excited ~ Nathan riding a bike, Melia walking, Addie pooping on the potty, and so on. Sometimes it's weird things like "wow, Addie can stick a raisin up her nose!"
It's also great that when one sibling is in a bad mood you can always find someone else to laugh with.
All that being said, being a mommy to 4 little ones can be rough at times.
Like going out to dinner or going to Bible study or trying to have a conversation with an adult or even completing a thought.
There are times, like tonight, when little people want me to cuddle them at night because they are scared, and I'm all 'No thanks, I'm kinda done with the mommy thing. How 'bout you hop into bed with your sister.' I recommended the sister because she often climbs into my bed around 4am with a blankie and a boatload of other random things she sleeps with. So I'm hoping she'll feel the warm body and stay in her bed. He does and this happens....
I slept with one sister or another until they each moved out of the house (it's rough being the youngest). The running theory on why my siblings and I married young is because we hated sleeping alone. Good times, good times.