With our even number of 4, I was hoping to avoid a “middle child” problem. But birthing children 1 + 1 + 2 puts 1 in the middle.
Stephen automatically enjoys extra activities as the oldest, and he also fulfills the over-achieving ultra-smart first born stereotype.
And the twins? Well, they’re crowd stoppers. Literally. You walk through any public space with blue-eyed red-headed identical twins and HEADS TURN. Everyone comments, looks, whispers after they pass, “Did you see those twins? Red heads! How cute!” Reid and Will are already mini-celebrities in their little circles at church, the Y, and preschool. Everyone remembers the redheaded twins.
And Adrian? He’s the little guy no one noticed standing behind the stroller with the adorable twins. He’s the little guy too little to do all the things big brother Stephen can do. He’s the little brown-eyed one…who still insists that his eyes are blue, like Mommy’s and Stephen’s and the babies’.
I’m glad that he is in preschool this year, creating his own identity separate from his birth order. I hope that his generous and sweet spirit shines through. I have heard many compliments about Adrian’s sweet temperament from his teachers. I think he will find his place in the family, even as the middle child!