Lacson: She’s Maria

THIS same day 27 years ago, I was in a hospital room looking after my mom who just had delivered a baby via the C-section after going past the birth due date. The little girl should have been born in the month of July, but because of a cord coil, she came out on August 5, 1994. She’s Maria Consolacion, my youngest sibling.

Looking back, I cannot imagine how 27 years passed by like a lightning bolt before my very eyes. I can still remember how I used to bathe the baby girl in our kitchen table, starting from shampooing her hair down to washing her up in the baby bath tub. As a teenage kid, I was actually nursing and babysitting a very fragile human being. Well, I have to take that credit now, especially after giving birth to my own baby boy. It’s funny how I take some of the baby food while feeding her back then.

I was growing up, and she was, too. From her very first day in school, until she had her first ever graduation picture taken, I was there with her -- not just as a sister, but more of like her second mom. I wrapped her new books, styled her hair, and picked out clothes for her. She was just a cute little girl, then.

But look at her now; she’s even bigger and taller than me. With her own car and a stable job on a public hospital as a pharmacist, she is living her life to the fullest albeit single. It’s amazing how even our brothers usually mistake us for each other. When we both had long hair, people will have a hard time distinguishing us from behind. Or at times, people will mistake us as twin sisters. (Or sometimes, others will even say she’s older than me!)

I can say we have a lot in common; so much as we have a lot of differences as well. We’re both studious and naturally born dancers, and we both like eating and sleeping. But I guess being the eldest and she being the youngest sets us apart. In terms of household chores, I can say I am more responsible and reliable. On the other hand, she is artistic, sweet, and carefree. She’s a spoiled brat, and I’m more of the polite type.

She is my only sister, and nothing or no one can ever go in between us. We might have some misunderstandings and ill feelings sometimes, but there is nothing more to a sisterly love. She takes care of my baby, and I tell her, it’s her payback time for nursing her when she was a baby. We love hanging out and have some girl bonding when we have the time. She is the godmother of my first-born son Marco, no wonder they share a special bond.

Well, she has grown into a lady now. She has had her crushes, her first love, and her first heartbreak. I may not know everything that happens to her right now, but I certainly feel that she is no longer the little girl that I once held in my arms.

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