If you look down on someone for being an only child and write them off as being selfish, then you are the worst person ever. Most of our mothers suffered multiple miscarriages because not everyone only wants 1 kid. We then remember being old enough to comprehend what a miscarriage is knowing that we aren’t truly only children. Some of our siblings may have been still born. Some of our mothers were far enough into their pregnancies that we knew the gender of our siblings. Nothing is more painful than finding a 3T shirt that says “i’m going to be a big sister” a shirt we only wore once or twice, or looking in a drawer and finding a sonogram of a baby thats clearly many weeks old. Most of us remember being so happy to hear that we were going to have a little brother or sister and maybe even laying our head on our mommies belly to feel kicks, only to have our mothers tell us a month later that our sibling went up to heaven. Cherish your siblings no matter what fights and love them. Because for many of us a sibling was all we wanted as a kid.