I consider myself very lucky to have grown up with two sisters who were very close to my age. The endless sleepovers, unlimited clothing options, and constant advice- whatâs not to love? Within all of that, however, I always felt like there was something missing. Someone to balance out my sisters and my crazy extra loud personalities, someone to hang out with my dad while we watched our reality TV shows, and someone to mow the freaking lawn so that I didnât have to. Someone like a brother.
Someone to always protect me. While I donât have much of a vantage point, I remember growing up and being so jealous of my friends with brothers. They were always saying how the boys better watch out because if they were mean to them, their brothers would take care of it. Now this probably was more of an empty promise then something that actually happened, but it wouldâve been nice to have in my back pocket.
Someone to give me boy advice. One downside to having sisters is you have people who usually think and feel in very similar ways to how you do. That means that if you have a problem or a situation, likely they will feel the same way and share a very similar perspective. Having a boy in the mix can spice things up and give you views that you wouldâve never thought of. For example, maybe you shouldnât text the guy back after he repeatedly doesnât respond.
Someone to give me girl advice. In a similar way to the first one, as a generalization, girls like drama more than boys. Having a brother to talk to about things can put it all in perspective and likely make you calm down because in reality, it probably isnât that big of a deal that Kelsey borrowed your sweater.Â
Someoneâs shoulder to cry on. As much as I love my sisters, they are tiny humans with the boniest shoulders in the world. I can remember countless times when I wish I couldâve just had a guy be there for me who I can just cry on without worrying about âwhat this meansâ or if I am an ugly crier.
Someone to help me improve in sports. Being a tom-boy with two very âgirlyâ sisters I was always lacking someone to help me with all the sports. As much as my feminist self hates to admit this, guys seem to just naturally be more athletic and there were so many afternoons I wish I had an automatic coach help to motivate me and help me improve on my skills.
As fun as it is to think about what it would be like to have a brother, in life, you get what you get. My sisters and I made it work without a brother and I hope that the collegiettes with similarly estrogen filled families can make it work too! Â