Baby Number One
Hello!
So, this has been an up and down year, but something great will come from it soon. My sister is pregnant! I know the title is misleading (curiosity may bring you to read my posts), but I am not pregnant. I'm 20 with big dreams; I don't want children for 10 years or so.
Back to my sister. She could go into labour at any point, it's scary but exciting! She's due in a few weeks, but she's all set for her temporary hospital visit. I can't wait to see what she looks like, though I know babies change a lot within the first few months. It's so nice to have something as magical as a niece and not have to do anything for it. I just hope she doesn't cry too much, I have to live with her until January.
OMG I waited in Mothercare for half an hour recently! My sister was like a kid in a candy store. Her eyes lit up at everything! We walked around the shop together until I found a seat and hid. I was carrying most of the shopping, as she shouldn't be carrying anything too heavy, and I was so tired. I needed a strong man to carry me home.
I know things are going to change a lot once she's born. I will no longer be living with just my two sisters for starters. We will now have the additions of a beautiful baby girl and a doting boyfriend. I can imagine having a headache a lot though.
This will be the first child of the next generation. Exciting! My oldest sister isn't far behind having a family of her own, I'm sure. She wants children ASAP, so watch this space. One thing I know for sure is both of my sisters will be great mothers. They've practically mothered me my whole life (believe it or not. I have a mum, and I had a teacher who was like a mum to me. Four mothers at once. Sadly I didn't get more Christmas presents though).
It's not all sunshine and lollipops though. When people speak to me, they no longer ask how I am or what I'm up to, they just ask me how my sister's doing. Both sisters come up in conversation more than me. I get cut off a lot to talk to the pregnant one. Fun. Being the youngest, I'm used to getting the most attention. I like when people see me for the first time in ages and are surprised at how much I've grown or changed. It's amazing how nice it feels to just be asked 'how are you?' and know they mean it. Moving on is hard.
I'm very dependable so my family know I'll always be there for them no matter what, but it's hard when you feel like there are expectations on you constantly. Throughout my life I've always felt like there's a standard I must meet. I guess that never changes.
There comes a point in everyone's life when they must focus on themselves and be selfish, whether it's to enjoy themselves or to meet a goal they've set. I moved away for my first year at university and it was great. I only had to worry about myself and I had no one expecting me to do anything I didn't expect. If you think I don't like responsibility, you're kind of right. I've run a small business and studied year on year, I could handle that. I do a lot around the flat, I normally have to do the online food shop and I take responsibility without being asked but I don't like feeling responsible for people. I often feel unappreciated, and that's a feeling I don't want to live too often.
I will spend a lot of time with my niece, that's for sure, but I'm glad I will be able to kiss her goodnight then focus on myself again. I'll go back to balancing uni, work (when I find a proper job) and my ill health, which is going to be particularly stressful in my second and third year.
Just so you know, I publish my random thoughts and feelings as they happen. This is my online diary, which I like to share with people I don't know. Sounds weird, I know, but I like to write and my sister always says I should talk about things to get them off my chest. I prefer talking to strangers because, well, who cares if you judge me? I don't whine much or feel sorry for myself too often, so don't worry. This won't be the most boring blog you've ever decided to read.
TTFN
Shanice x
P.S. I am working on the Hottest Men and Women countdowns, but perfection can't be rushed.
So, this has been an up and down year, but something great will come from it soon. My sister is pregnant! I know the title is misleading (curiosity may bring you to read my posts), but I am not pregnant. I'm 20 with big dreams; I don't want children for 10 years or so.
Back to my sister. She could go into labour at any point, it's scary but exciting! She's due in a few weeks, but she's all set for her temporary hospital visit. I can't wait to see what she looks like, though I know babies change a lot within the first few months. It's so nice to have something as magical as a niece and not have to do anything for it. I just hope she doesn't cry too much, I have to live with her until January.
OMG I waited in Mothercare for half an hour recently! My sister was like a kid in a candy store. Her eyes lit up at everything! We walked around the shop together until I found a seat and hid. I was carrying most of the shopping, as she shouldn't be carrying anything too heavy, and I was so tired. I needed a strong man to carry me home.
I know things are going to change a lot once she's born. I will no longer be living with just my two sisters for starters. We will now have the additions of a beautiful baby girl and a doting boyfriend. I can imagine having a headache a lot though.
This will be the first child of the next generation. Exciting! My oldest sister isn't far behind having a family of her own, I'm sure. She wants children ASAP, so watch this space. One thing I know for sure is both of my sisters will be great mothers. They've practically mothered me my whole life (believe it or not. I have a mum, and I had a teacher who was like a mum to me. Four mothers at once. Sadly I didn't get more Christmas presents though).
It's not all sunshine and lollipops though. When people speak to me, they no longer ask how I am or what I'm up to, they just ask me how my sister's doing. Both sisters come up in conversation more than me. I get cut off a lot to talk to the pregnant one. Fun. Being the youngest, I'm used to getting the most attention. I like when people see me for the first time in ages and are surprised at how much I've grown or changed. It's amazing how nice it feels to just be asked 'how are you?' and know they mean it. Moving on is hard.
I'm very dependable so my family know I'll always be there for them no matter what, but it's hard when you feel like there are expectations on you constantly. Throughout my life I've always felt like there's a standard I must meet. I guess that never changes.
There comes a point in everyone's life when they must focus on themselves and be selfish, whether it's to enjoy themselves or to meet a goal they've set. I moved away for my first year at university and it was great. I only had to worry about myself and I had no one expecting me to do anything I didn't expect. If you think I don't like responsibility, you're kind of right. I've run a small business and studied year on year, I could handle that. I do a lot around the flat, I normally have to do the online food shop and I take responsibility without being asked but I don't like feeling responsible for people. I often feel unappreciated, and that's a feeling I don't want to live too often.
I will spend a lot of time with my niece, that's for sure, but I'm glad I will be able to kiss her goodnight then focus on myself again. I'll go back to balancing uni, work (when I find a proper job) and my ill health, which is going to be particularly stressful in my second and third year.
Just so you know, I publish my random thoughts and feelings as they happen. This is my online diary, which I like to share with people I don't know. Sounds weird, I know, but I like to write and my sister always says I should talk about things to get them off my chest. I prefer talking to strangers because, well, who cares if you judge me? I don't whine much or feel sorry for myself too often, so don't worry. This won't be the most boring blog you've ever decided to read.
TTFN
Shanice x
P.S. I am working on the Hottest Men and Women countdowns, but perfection can't be rushed.
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