Being an only child

Tell me I’m not the cutest kid.

Me, Rachelle aged 6

What’s it like being an only child you ask?

Well, where do I even start.

It’s not the best thing in the world, and it’s definitely not the worst. There is always going to be pros, and cons to everything.

People assume I might get all the attention in the world from my parents (which is actually true) but I wouldn’t say that I am spoilt rotten.

I guess in my opinion I had my parents full attention growing up because there was only just me to look after, not another child to share their attention with.

I honestly had the most amazing childhood, and even though my parents are now separated I still have the best relationship with them.

As getting older I definitely value and appreciate spending time with them, because you realise that one day they aren’t going to be here anymore.

It is hard being an only child in the sense that I can’t share my thoughts, or memories with a sibling I never had. But I didn’t have to share any of my clothes, or items with anyone which was a bonus. I never needed to get annoyed, or be in an argument unless it was with my parents. Maybe that’s why I’m quite a calm person.

People might assume that I don’t like sharing at all, since that’s how I grew up. But I don’t believe that is the case. I can easily share food, clothes etc with my friends and family. I love being surrounded by them so much.

Me, Rachelle aged 6 months

Does it get lonely?

I’ve never really felt lonely, more bored sometimes than anything.

I grew to love my own company at a young age, which is why I value my own me-time these days.

I love living in a quiet and peaceful home. I would hate being in a noisy home constantly. So I am very thankful for that.

I wouldn’t be the person I am today if I wasn’t an only child.

Yes granted I probably have had a lot of opportunities, and things in my life because there was only one of me. For that I am forever for my life and everything I’ve been given.