I'm the oldest of my family. I'm also the oldest of the grandchildren on my mom's side, and the second-oldest on my dad's.
My sister, A, is about a year a half younger than me. We never got along. Even when we were younger, she's very much a drama queen and was a spoiled princess until the rest came along.
I was 9 when my brother C came along, and shortly after him followed my sister K, and other brother M.
My dad worked in a factory, and my mom was nurse who worked night shift. There were some days when I was in middle/high school that I had to stay home to babysit, because my mom was exhausted.
I had a lot of pressure, being the oldest and therefore supposed to be the most responsible. I had to get straight A's, no exception. I had to have a job, and work for what I wanted (looking back, I'm glad my parents made me do it). My sister A was very upset by the arrival of the three little ones, she was no longer the baby, and hated not getting everything she wants. She's 19 now, and is still the same way.
My parents got divorced shortly after I turned 16, and I moved in with my dad. I didn't have to babysit as much, since the kids had started school by that time. My mom got pregnant

retty soon after the divorce, and now I have a half-brother, B.
I still really don't get along with A, but I visit with C, K, and M often. My fiance and I go to my dad's house and play in the

ool with them, and they come over sometimes and play video games. I get along with them really well.
I don't see B very much, he's 5 now, but my mom works crazy hours (two nursing jobs) and he's always at the babysitter or with his dad.
Looking back, I wouldn't trade the last four siblings for anything, they're all great (I would trade A for something, a jetpack or something, [

]). However, I do think I had to grow up too fast. I had a job when I was 12. I had to take school off to babysit. I couldn't have sleepovers, and I couldn't stay at friend's houses very much (because I had to babysit).
I was kicked out when I was 19, because my dad wanted to kick out A, and he couldn't justify kicking her out if he didn't kick me out too. It was really hard for me, trying to find a place to live with a dog and two cats, that was actually affordable.
I'm very pleased with my life now, I had to work really hard, but I've got a wonderful fiance, a nice house, great pets and a pretty good job. If I never had siblings, I can't imagine my life would have been any better. [

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