on Tuesday, 01 May 2012.

In 1993 my ten year old self got a little shock when my Mum and Dad announced I was going to be a big sister.  Even at my young age I knew that my parent's desperately wanted another child but were having troubles concieving, yet it still came as a surprise to me to know that there was going to be a baby in the house.

I still remember them telling me.  We were in the living room of our old house and when my Mum told me I wasn't too surprised as she had been asking me earlier in the car whether I would like a brother or sister.  Talk about subtle hints.  Still when they did spill the beans, I jumped around the room in excitement.

I remember the day she was born like it was yesterday.  My Mum had to have an elective c-section due to me arriving prematurely due to pre-eclampsia, and when my Dad picked me up from school and drove me to the hospital I went straight into the room and totally ignored the baby lying in the cot and hugged my Mum- I didn't know what to do with her!  Soon after a while though, I loved being the envy of all my friends by having a tiny baby sister and as she grew up we had great fun bossing her around, dressing her up and putting makeup on her.  Anna's was the first nappy I changed all those years ago!

Throughout her life I have been fiercely protective of her, I remember once going to a park and an older teenage boy was swinging too high on the swings, I told him to be careful and he wouldn't listen- he ended up knocking her over.  I got so cross that I ended up thumping him- not something I would recommend!  I still am now, she is off to Magaluf on a girl's holiday soon and I find that all a bit scary as to me she is still so young and innocent.  I dread to think of her getting up to the thing's I used to do.

Fast forward a few years, and I left home at eighteen going off to university.  At this time Anna was just eight, and we were worlds apart.  After all how can you have much in common at that stage?  I didn't really have that much to do with her for a few years, of course I saw her when I came home to visit my Mum, but she was too little for me to relate too.  I loved her lots, after all she was my little sister, but it wasn't a close relationship.  People often used to think that we were half sisters or step sisters as the age gap was so big.

Four years ago Mr E and I moved back to Cambridgeshire after a few years spent in Leeds and London.  By this time my sister was fourteen and as we lived with my Mum for a bit we started seeing each other more and spending lots more time together.  Soon we became very close, and I have loved watching her grow from a little girl into an adult.

On December 13th last year my little sister turned eighteen.  I still can't believe she is an adult.  She is in her final year, doing her A Levels, and although she isn't as academic as I was, she is very creative and loves Art.  She doesn't know what she wants to do with her life, but I hope whatever she does, she does something that will make her happy.  It's funny watching her embrace her final year, and she totally reminds me of how I was at that age- I just wanted my exams done so I could go out at experience the world.  

 Nowadays we are the best of friends.  Considering the ten year age gap, we are so close, and we spend loads of time together.  We both have the same sense of humour, in fact Anna and I laugh at exactly the same things, often our family look at us strangely as we just seem to get each other's sarcastic jokes.

She is a fantastic Auntie to Mads who calls her 'Nanna' as she can't quite say Anna yet.  We argue like cat and dog, she is going through that 'stage' that we all went through at eighteen, but I can quite honestly say that I love her to bits.  The ten year age gap makes no difference, we are as close as if there was only two years.  


I am proud to call her my little sister.

Comments (22)

  • Wendy


    01 May 2012 at 11:20 |
    Thats lovely to read. There's 11 years between me and my littlest brother, he was 18 a few months ago and in 3 weeks is going travelling round Europe with our other brother, I'm so worried about him!

    Hope your sister does well in her exams x
  • Vikki @ Love From Mummy

    Vikki @ Love From Mummy

    01 May 2012 at 11:23 |
    Aww that's beautiful hun! I'm the same with my sister (although there's only 22 months between us) but she's my best friend and i love her to pieces. How lucky Anna is to have a big sister like you :) xxxx


    01 May 2012 at 11:54 |
    I love that photo of you both.....
    does she want to borrow my costumes for Magaluf? If I see her I'll be sure to take her under my [chicken] wing and look after her! ;-)
  • Mummy and the Beastie

    Mummy and the Beastie

    01 May 2012 at 12:02 |
    It's a lovely picture and great that you are so close. A big age gap can be hard but just because the gap is small doesn't necessarily mean you'll be close. My sister is 7 and a half years older than me and over the years the gap has been big, like you said I suppose the primary school years upwards. When I was little she used to dress me up like a doll and tease me rotten but she also taught me to tell the time, ride a bike etc and I have never forgotten. We became closer again at 16 when she started taking me out to pubs (and got in lots of trouble with my parents)....and the gap closed from then on. We don't see each other very much or sometimes speak much but we slot straight back to the way we were when we see each other x
    • Mummy Daddy and Me makes Three

      Mummy Daddy and Me makes Three

      04 May 2012 at 20:23 |
      Aw thats cute you remember that stuff hun. I think its hard if they live away, it makes keeping in touch a lot more difficult.x
  • Emma @mummymummymum

    Emma @mummymummymum

    01 May 2012 at 12:38 |
    Awww, that is lovely Katie! You are very lucky to have such a great relationship with your sister. xx
  • melanie molloy

    melanie molloy

    01 May 2012 at 14:43 |
    my sister is 8 years older than me and she was my best friend whilst I was growing up. then we moved to the other side of the country when I was 14... without her! she's moving to be closer to us this summer-your post has just made me very excited! x
  • Lauren


    01 May 2012 at 19:32 |
    That's so lovely. To look at you you'd never know there's a 10 year age gap!!
    I love that photoxx
  • Charlotte


    01 May 2012 at 19:51 |
    Lovely post! I am the little sister, there's 6 1/2 years between us. Sisters are fab! x
  • Laura


    01 May 2012 at 20:52 |
    How lovely :-) You both look amazing! xx
  • The Mummy Adventure

    The Mummy Adventure

    01 May 2012 at 21:33 |
    My little sister is only 3 years younger than me, but it took her turning 18 for us to get close. Now she is my best friend and I can't imagine life without her. Sisters are definitely the best!
  • Kate


    04 May 2012 at 09:33 |
    Ah bless you this post has made me want to ask my brother what he thought about me when I was born. He is 14 years older than me and obviously a different sex so I guess we didnt have too much in common for years. I always remember him looking out for me and being there for me and we have only ever fallen out once (when I had post operative depression). Now we see each other every Sunday and we have a coffee, cake and possibly some dinner. I couldn't imagine my life without him and its scares me that I may not have a brother or sister for Youngling. Though I suppose I have time on my hands, for now. Great post and love the pic xx
    • Mummy Daddy and Me makes Three

      Mummy Daddy and Me makes Three

      04 May 2012 at 20:31 |
      You certainly do. especially after finding out your age is the same as mine....we have plenty of time, so young really! ;) x
  • amummysview


    05 May 2012 at 15:58 |
    this is a lovely post honey. It's great to hear how close you are. Lovely pic too x

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