First born. I am the first born of six children. Although, being the first born comes with its own set of challenges-rule follower, people pleaser, high achiever- it really is the best position of all in the family. I never doubted for one minute that I was my parent's favorite. Now was this true? I have no idea, but it didn't matter. Perception was reality to me. Being the first born also came with its own perks. Framed baby pictures, a baby shoe dipped in pink, the most photos in the family photo album all proved to me who was the favorite. I was a beautiful baby with big blue eyes and a smile from ear to ear. I always thought my head was awfully round and referred to it as a basketball head. It must have run in the family because my own daughter inherited it as well.
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