People usually assume I’m an only child, and then when I say I have a sibling they assume I’m the youngest. I’m not sure how to describe it (myself) but I guess I come across rather “soft”. I think this is often due to a cultural misinterpretation of the way I present myself - meek and mild, cute. Because I actually wouldn’t hesistate to jump across a room and knock out your teeth if you insulted my mum. [EDIT - my darling best friend said it’s my spoilt baby princess vibes]
I’m actually one of two, the big sister to my baby brother (well, he’s in his mid 30s now).
We’re one year and two months apart.
I’m also Asian so you’d assume that there was a lot of “you’re the big sister, do this” but there wasn’t. Admittedly we were both pretty spoilt growing up. Neither of us did any chores. I never cleaned a toilet until I got my own place. Steep learning curve! My parents are from a culture where children didn’t have chores (unless they couldn’t afford help) or get pocket money though, so I never knew I was “spoilt” until I was much older and heard stories from school friends.
I never did any cooking, apart from around 15 when I’d make tuna pasta and dye it blue, I found this fascinating for some reason. Around that age there was a bit of “make sure your brother eats the blue tuna pasta” but I think that was an age thing - for that short period of time the age difference was more noticeable (15 is old enough, 13 still a proper kid).
As well as our background, I think our personalities played a large part in how we we were treated. Someone mentioned being like chalk and cheese - and maybe this applies to me and my brother too at first glance. He’s really cool and collected, but I wonder if that’s because his big sister was/is extremely sensitive and had/has a lot of mental health issues, and I was diagnosed very young so “it” has always been apart of our lives. I don’t know how much my problems growing up affected him - but it must have at least removed the ability to depend on me for certain things (brother and parents alike). But as I said, we wouldn’t have had chores regardless.
One thing I did take responsibility for was official correspondence. English is our second language and so I had to take care of letters, bills, and phone calls (this was a long time ago, before email etc). That was a burden my brother didn’t have to deal with until I moved out (and he was an adult, 20, by then), whereas I was in primary school and trying to translate and use big words.
Apologies, I’ve gone off track! But I find it a fascinating question. And I love my brother so much. I’m so proud to be his sister. I was very book smart growing up and it took a lot of attention away from how clever and amazing my brother was. But I also grew up knowing he was my mother’s favourite because he was easier than me (she said it all the time) and when we were kids there was resentment there, as she was the primary caregiver (I was my dad’s favourite but he worked three jobs so when did I ever see him?
In conclusion....LOL I don’t know. I don’t think our birth order had an impact on our personalities. Judging from personalities my brother is definitely the big brother. But I can recognise that this isn’t common. I can see from my social group (and from people’s conception of us) that it is usually personality shaped by birth order.
I am extremely bossy though, that’s a stereotypical big sister trait right?