When I was 7 years old I was told I was going to have a new brother or sister join our family. I still remember the day I first meet Isla at the hospital and holding her for the first time. I thought to myself how cool it was that I was a big sister to not only one younger sister but now two. The first few years with Isla were normal. I remember her learning to crawl and walk just like any other normal baby would do. I was so amazed by this new baby sister I had and I absolutely adored her. When I was around 10 years old I wrote a speech for my class on Isla and just spent 3 minutes talking about what she looked like and the cute baby things she did.
As Isla became older and as my family started to go through the long process of figuring out that she had 2Q23.1 micro-deletion syndrome, the difficult road for my mum and dad was just beginning but also for Carys and I as we started to adjust to this new life we now have.
Although having Isla as a sister is the most special thing to happen in my life it does feel like sometimes Isla is the favourite. Although she is different to most kids her age to me she seems normal because I have grown up with her and can’t imagine her any other way. She gets away with a lot more than Carys and I would and when we don’t feel like doing something, we often play the ‘Isla doesn’t have to do anything’ card.
It’s hard to understand that she probably will never do the same things as Carys and I do at our age such as chores and going to hang out with friends.
It’s also hard for me to watch other people’s parents be able to come to everything such as sports games and for them to have more optional freedom and time. Both my mum and dad support me 100% and I know that and have known that my whole life but with Isla it often makes it hard for them to just go away for a weekend even now that both Carys and I are older.
This brings me to my next point and how we are so grateful to have Bo in our lives. He has made us more confident to leave the house with Isla knowing that she isn’t going to run away or if she has a meltdown in public people won’t give us the death stare and think Isla is a spoilt little kid. My parents are now more available to come to my rowing regattas and watch me do what I enjoy as a sport. Finding someone to look after Isla while Mum and Dad both came down to Karapiro to watch me race was something that didn’t happen that often. Now even Isla can come watch me race which is so awesome.
I don’t think our family would be the same if we didn’t have Isla in our lives. She has helped me open my eyes to a whole world of diversity I didn’t even know existed if it wasn’t for her. I mentioned earlier that I was so amazed by my new baby sister I had and how much I adored her and if I am being completely honest I am even more amazed at her today. The way she can whiz around a computer, her unconditional love for her friends and family, how she puts a smile on anyone’s face by the crazy things that come out of her mouth and what I love most about her is how she has an open heart and will love anything that moves even if she doesn’t always show it. I love my little sister very much and I hope this was helpful in giving you an insight into my thoughts about Isla being my sister.