Are you the baby of the family? And are you still treated as such?

I’m the youngest of five. But youngest by only six minutes. I, like the O.P. went through a stint where I wouldn’t tell my parents a thing. I even bought my house without telling them. I slowly changed over the years, and found that the “break” did me good. When I slowly came back to being in my parents lives, I did so as an adult role, no longer as the baby. My twin brother and my older sister still have a parent/child type relationship with my parents. They argue over petty things, are easily emotionally injured, and still have the “He got this so I should get that” type attitude.

I think the separation will do ya good, and when you do decide to bring your family back into your life, do it on your terms. I am the fun Uncle. I enjoy the role. I just let my family know that I should be treated like an adult, even if I’m crawling on the floor making fart noises to my nephew.

my brothers 22 and im 18 at the end of the month
so theres a 4 years difference
so i am as people would called “the spoiled younger sibling”
everythings changing when im 18, but ill tell u how it was till the present date.
i first noticed how much i was spoiled when i got a stereo for my 14th birthday…
my brother got this lil cheap ass lil chetto blasterwhen he was like…14, i got a 5 disc cd player,
he got a 10 second discman, i got a 40 sec, $250 panansonic one :stuck_out_tongue:
he had to buy his own tv, im getting one for christmas
he had to buy his own car with his own money, my parents gave me their old car and give me gas money every week
he didnt get an allowance, i get 100 bux a month (well not anymore)

but im now getting a kick to the face at the end of the month, cuz i owe my dad $600 for the car, i dont get an allowance, i dont get gas money, i dont have a job (thats not to say ive never had one tho, i wasnt that lazy), and through all this of me always getting better things then my brother, hes helping me find a job, he posts clippings on my door when he comes over, hes trying to tell my dad to lay off with the car payment, and i always wonder, “why do u care? im the lazy shit who always had everything handed over and u had to suffer”…sometimes i just dont understand…

with being the baby of the family, im not treated like one…im one of those peoiple who are “this is my life, dont tell me what to do”
so my parents werent like, “ur too young to do this and this” cuz somehow i would always do it anyways…the only person who can give me a lecture and have me listen, is my brother

reads over wow im a brat… :I

My grandfather’s youngest brother was (obviously!) the baby of the family. While I don’t know if he was treated that way by the members of his family, I do know that he was known to everyone in the family, up until the day he died in his 80’s as “Uncle Babe.”

Zev Steinhardt

Youngest of 4, I’m the only one not married with 2 children. I don’t really get treated like the baby anymore, except in one thing. The dreaded bi-annual Family Trip. I have pretty much zero input as to where we go, which is fair, considering. My parents always feel bad that I’m going with them to some “family” oriented place, so they offer to pay for my spot. It’s not as if I can’t afford it, but they insist.

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I’m the youngest, but not the baby, of an otherwise classic 2-parents 2-kids nuclear family.

I have one brother, who’s three years older than I am but in some ways a good bit younger, especially socially. I was the first one to have a relationship (by two years), the first one to leave the community college (by a semester), the first one to move out of the parents’ house (by three months), and I’m soon to be the first one to get a driver’s license (assuming all goes well on Wednesday).

So yeah, while I’m the younger of the two kids, it’s generally my brother who’s seen as the “baby” of the family, although my parents are very good about not treating us all that differently. When I realized that my brother was turning twenty-five, I felt old.

Yes and Not any more.

I’m the youngest and only girl of 3 – 1 brother is 5 yrs older, the other 1 year. My older older brother (as opposed to my younger older brother) treated me as such until shortly after I got out of college. In a roundabout fashion, this is why we aren’t close anymore. :frowning:

I’ve kinda got the same thing going as scott evil does. I wouldn’t have a house if Mr. Ben hadn’t come with one. I’m not particularly financially responsible. I didn’t want a real job (so instead we started our own company, which comes out to more trouble than a real job would have been :rolleyes: ). And I certainly don’t feel 27, though I’m a bit more weirded out by the fact that my younger older brother and his friends (who I’ve known for years) are 28.

I’m an only child…

And yeah I get the whole babying thing done to me at times… With my parents calling to check up on me, reminding me how to do things safely, to be careful and what not. Mainly this is when I go home.

Look: I’m 23 and while I’m not particularly old, I’ve got the feeling I’m a HELL of a lot more responsible than either of my parents were at my age. My whole life depends on being very careful and sure of what I’m doing…

As for the rest of my family… well I’m the only person in my generation who isn’t married yet and I’m the only one without a GF to whom I will probably get married. I’m not looking forward to seeing everyone for my grandfather’s 95th birthday.

But we’ll all be drunk so hopefully it won’t be bad