Today is my little sisters birthday! Yipee! Today she is 22 years old (dear lord am I seriously 27?). I don't really remember much about the day she was born, except that my Dad was bald and we weren't home for a while that day since she was born at home. I do vaguely remember seeing her for the first time, but mostly I was just so stoked for a little sister.  Little did I know the terror should would reign down on me for years to come.

Things I remember from when she was a baby: I remember how she used to SCREAM at bath time. I'm talking glass-shattering, cut-to-the-core-of-your-soul kind of scream and she would turn bright red.  Or when she would cry so hard no sound would come out, that was a fun one. So basically I just remember you crying ... a lot.

When we were little:  We shared a bedroom for nearly 8 years.  We slept on bunk beds for a long time and I remember always trying to freak her out at night (secretly I was just as scared). Once I had glow-in-the-dark braces and would lean over the edge of the bed and say her name till she'd look up and BAM I'd be there with mouth wide open, teeth glowing and she would literally jump out of her skin.  Come to think of it, I am likely 99% of the reason she used to wet the bed. I seriously traumatized her. 

We haven't always been close, or seen eye to eye. She's made choices in her life that I haven't agreed with just like I've made choices in my life that I am sure she doesn't agree with.  We are very different people. But on the inside, we are still sisters.  I've always tried to love her unconditionally even when I've wanted to strangle her or control her life.  

She's 9 months pregnant now and is due on June 5th with her first baby girl and today while we were drinking slurpee's together on the deck (classy right?), I looked at her and saw my little sister but also a soon-to-be mom. And for a moment I felt very maternal and protective towards her and scared/excited/terrified/happy for her.  My red headed, screaming, stubborn baby is going to have her own baby soon and that is so surreal. It's hard to explain relationships you have with your sister to someone who doesn't have a sister.  It's a very love/hate/you suck/but let's still be friends kind of relationship that you just don't get unless you have a sister.  Let's continue to become closer mmmk?  

P.S. I can't wait to hold that tiny babe of yours in my arms and welcome her to our straight up cooky & disfunctional family.