My daughters, Mari and Lila, love each other. I think. At least this is what I tell myself most days when the two of them are going for each other’s jugulars. Honest to goodness, there are moments when their knock-down/drag-outs feel like the ninth round in a primetime fight—sweaty, loud, nasty and brutal.
Alas, Mari and Lila are sisters. And this is what sisters do. They fight. They make up. They play. Somebody gets on the other’s nerves and then they start the whole thing all over again—usually precipitated by Lila, the little sister, doing something annoying and Mari, the bigger one, acting like the Earth is going to fall off its rotational axis if the 8-year-old Lila doesn’t get out of her face, pronto.
This bothers me. A lot. Maybe it’s because I’m a little sister and can say, with certainty, that it sucks – I know first-hand that it’s no fun when older siblings act like they don’t like you. But mostly because what mother doesn’t want her kids to get along? Through thick and thin, heck or high water, family is all you’ve got. You can’t pick them—or discard them—like you do friends; family is much more valuable than that. When you are hungry, they feed you. When you need shelter, family puts a roof over your head. When you’re sad, here comes a hug from someone who genuinely loves you and wants the best for you. You can’t always count on that with folks who aren’t your kin.
To see how I keep my daughters from straight killing each other, check out this blog post in its entirety here on the MyBrownBaby page at DontFretTheSweat.com, where you can find tips, confidence-building tools and stories about how moms like you and me are helping their tweens navigate those sweat-inducing "moments."