Happy weekend everyone! It's another beautiful weekend engagement prompt initiated by 
You can choose to be an only child or have several brothers and sisters, which do you choose and why?
I think everyone that has one or more siblings has once or twice imagined what it would be like to be an only child. Not me though, I imagine it every single day. Sometimes twice a day. “Why wasn’t I an only child?”
First off, why so many chores?😭
I’m not even going to pretend about this one guys. If you’re coming from the average African family, you’ll know how suicidal it is to think you ca n handle the chores alone. You might think there’s nothing to it, but when you come from a family of 7, minus the relatives that come in from time to time, even a chore as simple as taking care of the dishes feels like a full-time career on its own. Why can’t everyone (minus my mum and dad of course 😅) just wash their dishes?
And don’t even get me started on the laundry.🥲
We’re a family of girls. Five girls to be specific, so when I say laundry day is no day of joke, I kid you not. My dad, pitying us got a washing machine. But, for some reason, it got bad. So we’re back to square one. Who wears this many clothes in a day? My little sisters see themselves as some top models on Broadway. So they would don like seven clothes at once, and it’s like the middle of Summer. They’d do this like four times a day. And guess who gets to wash all those dirty clothes in the end.....🙂
Will adding food be like I’m ranting too much? Never.😭
Why would I come back every day to meet empty pots? Sometimes to dishes I cooked myself. You’d think cause it’s a family of girls, food would be bountiful. Sadly, the reverse is the case. Those girls eat like horses. I got really mad one day and marched straight to my mum to tell her “That’s why it’s advised that people don’t have more than two kids. What’s this?” Such an outburst should have gotten me a serious spanking at the least but surprisingly, my mum just laughed in obvious amusement and waved me out of her room.😂
Okay, any more would be obvious ranting. So, even though the list is endless, I’ll stop for now. But the truth is even after saying this, I don’t know how I’d survive without my siblings. Make no mistake, the cons by far outweigh the pros in my perspective, but how would it be if I had no one to gist with when I come back from somewhere? No one to ask for urgent advice when I’m suddenly in a dilemma. No one to cover up for you when needed. No one to stand by your side against parents' sudden decisions. (This particular one is very important). And finally, no one to make you laugh with such reckless abandon.
Yesterday, my family was in a fun mood, feeling optimistic about the national elections, and so, we sat outside. My elder sister, who’s in the choir at Church decided to give us parts to sing for a song she would be soloing on Sunday. It was really beautiful harmonizing our voices. In the end, my dad’s eyes were moist, saying we sounded like angels. It was quite nice. I imagined how awkward it would have been if it was just me serenading them, so I’m glad to have escaped all of that.🥺
I still can’t help feeling sometimes that maybe my life would have been more enjoyable without my wonderful sisters, but who am I kidding? I doubt I’d be able to survive a day without them.❤️
Happy weekend once again!!
