Anonymous wrote:For those that are (or know) adult siblings who are not close, how are their relationships with their parents?
The adult families I know, it's not just the siblings who aren't close, it's the whole family. And, from what I've seen, it's because the parents weren't particularly emotive with their feelings, which left the kids being that way too.
I've never met a family where all the adult siblings have a great relationship with their parents, yet the siblings do not with each other. Except for some sort of major incident that tears them apart later, like lending a brother money that never gets returned or something like that that causes an immediate problem.

Anonymous wrote:I dunno--I don't like thinking of siblings as something you give your child. I have a sibling, but my parents didn't have him because they wanted me to have a sibling, but because they wanted another child and felt they could care for one. Frankly, I would have been perfectly happy as an only child. You never know if your kids will get along or not.
My brother and I were playmates when we were younger, but now we're not close and we have basically nothing in common. He has ASD and some other issues and I will probably have to take care of him to one degree or another for the rest of his life. I was a good kid--did well in school, no behavior issues, but I was frustrated growing up because his issues took up so much of my parents' attention and time. They were constantly looking for activities or things to help him, and he would get things that I really wanted (that he didn't want or appreciate) like music lessons.
We now have one child and while my husband would theoretically like to have more (he is one of four) I don't think it's in the cards for us for a variety of reasons. But I don't think my child is deprived--we'll have to make more of an effort to facilitate friendships and social stuff, but she's an outgoing little kid and I think she'll be fine. And I feel like our family is whole, not incomplete. She fills my heart, and our little family is a blessing to me. Why would I focus on what I don't have instead of the amazing little girl I do have?

Anonymous wrote:It hit me hard one day when I took my one-year-old to the park, and there was only one other kid there, a boy about 6 or 7 years old, and the mom was sitting on the bench reading a book, while the boy played by himself. I suddenly realized that will likely be my kid: no built-in playmates.
Then again, my brother was 6 years older than me, so we didn't play together very often. I remember some lonely days, but I also remember playing with friends almost every single day. But, yeah, I feel sad about it a lot.