<p>My parents had 5 daughters; I was number 2. Number 3 died when my mom was pregnant with number 4. We always felt that #4 was loved a bit more – but never envied her for it; it seemed to be more of a burden than anything – The replacement child. We all seemed more interested in competing for Dad’s love, and I think we’d all like to think we were the favorite. Maybe we were.</p>
<p>My biggest concern when pregnant with S2 was that I loved S1 so much, I couldn’t imagine squeezing any more love in for S2. My friend said not to worry - our capacity to love was infinite, and loving one doesn’t need to take away from another - it just expands. She was right. Like SBmom (loved your post), each of my kids has a niche. I do make a conscious effort to be aware of time or money or expression, so as to avoid any appearance of it, but I believe firmly that each of my kids knows I love the others, but is also secure in his/her own place in the family.</p>
<p>When they were younger, the inevitable “That’s not fair!” feelings would surface. I always replied calmly, “But of course, that’s because I love him/her more.” The complainer would instantly reply, “You do not!” It seemed to carry more weight when they arrived at that conclusion themselves. </p>
<p>We also played the riddle: I love S1 more than S2; I love S2 more than D; I love D more than S1. After a moment of dismay, lightbulb would ignite, and kid in question would say, “hey!” Then they would set about figuring out how the statement could be true. They all seemed to enjoy the verbal reminders that they each had strengths we enjoyed, but we didn’t love them because of any particular attribute, but only because they were ours.</p>
<p>To the OP, I would suggest a couple things. First, talk to your mom (or dad) abut what you feel is unfair. You might find out that they acknowledge you less because they think you don’t need the support. We parent our kids differently because they are individuals. You might not get treated like your sibling because you aren’t your sibling!</p>
<p>I asked my mom why sister 4 got something and I didn’t, and she replied, “She needs it. You don’t.” She was right, and I felt bouyed by the fact that my mother recognized a strength about me.</p>
<p>Second, ask your parents what they see as your strengths. Perhaps they don’t tell you things because they think you know it already, or don’t want to “inflate your head.” When my oldest was young, he presented a school project to me with the statement, “Tell me any compliments you might have.” He meant “comments,” but the malaprop was an appropriate reminder! Sometimes we have to let people know what we need to hear.</p>
<p>Third, if, in fact, the partiality is true, and not just “felt” - then move on. You’re of an age that it’s time to start becoming your own person, and not someone’s child or sibling. Do not define yourself based on other people’s perception of you - it will be a rollercoaster your entire life if you do.</p>