MCS

Otherwise known as Middle Child Syndrome, is regarded a myth by some, but I actually know it to be true. I am a middle child - as is my oldest son, Brian. I feel bad for him sometimes. He could possibly be the most well-behaved, considerate, thoughtful, tender-hearted 7-year-old boy I have ever encountered. Unfortunately, all of that is lost behind an extremely vocal and needy younger brother, and a soon-to-be-graduating-but-still-learning-life teenage sister. I think Brian gets taken for granted too often. He is intelligent, clever, and extremely creative. He has improved greatly on his personality quirks and has blossomed socially. In fact, he now has girls calling him at the house… Seven years old, and he’s already got girls chasing him!!!

This weekend, he made it quite clear that maybe he was lacking some quality time with his parents. He basically spent the whole weekend under Amy’s elbow, or cuddled with her in the chair. I wish I could have spent some time with him, but I had to work again this weekend. I can’t begin to tell you the guilt that washes over me when I peek into his bedroom at night and check on him. I plan to make it up to him on Saturday. I think he and I will go on one of our “man trips.” The only problem is that it won’t last as long as our usual trips, because I have to work again this Sunday.

Hey, Dad? If you’re reading this… I just wanted to tell you that I’m sorry. Until now, I never really understood.

Tags: Brian, kids, parenthood, parents