There is no one on the earth we enjoy winding up more than our siblings (mainly because we know they'll always forgive us
In the past week, I have had more emotional turmoil than I did in the last ten years of my life. But it took just one phone call, and my big brother Huw was there. In fact, he had always been there, silent and watchful, looking out for me.
Widespread sibling separation is actually happening on our doorsteps. That is why I am asking you to help us build a team of willing and dedicated foster carers who can open up their homes to brothers and sisters and help us to sustain the most important relationships children can have.
Yes I know I've been absent without trace for the last 10 days *blows tumble weed off blog* but I've been busy "having fun" (read "breaking up fights") with my kids. This year I vowed to make the most of the 6 week break (rather than wishing it away) and I think I've achieved that. But there are still 7 days to go and quite frankly, we've all come to the end of our fairly short fuses.
I feel love on a fierce level, I feel protective, but without means with which to practice it. I feel anger when the stories of social dysfunction at school or gatherings reach me. I feel angry when children don't have the patience for him and I worry about his outcast status. I feel guilt as strongly. I feel it when I command attention over him, I feel it when my patience runs thin...
I've never had an ideal relationship with my parents. In particular, with my mother. We've always differed in our values and morals. As a result, we fought a lot as I was growing up. However, as our relationship stands right now, it's the best it's ever been. Why? Because I've learned to love her for who she is, instead of desperately trying to change her.
Family: you can't live without them and you can't send them on a rocket to the Moon when they are at their most irritating
There's tough love and then there's love delivered with a nail-studded baseball bat. A reader named 'Sad Sister' wrote to
So only children are the future. Bigger families are increasingly disparaged in the West, remaining the preserve of the opposing ends of the class spectrum, and fewer and fewer of us will be able to afford the financial and time investment required to rear a brood as market conditions adapt to smaller families.
There are children who were raised as only children who were happy to be so, and others who were desperately miserable. Likewise, there are children raised with siblings, maybe just one or perhaps more, who absolutely loved it, and others who look back on their childhoods less enthusiastically. Only children, two children, ten children - there are advantages and disadvantages to each.