Fambam

I live in a chaotic household. My family consists of my step father, mother, and four younger siblings. In my past blog entry, I've mentioned about my step father. The first couple of years of living with my new father, everything seemed okay. However as I started growing up and started having an addition to the family, I’ve realized I have no relationship with my father. I feel resistant to communicate with him because of the way he presents himself towards me. I started noticing the way he interacts with me and the rest of the family member is completely different. I do not appreciate the tone he uses or the words he uses with and only me. So when I’m home, I try to stay away from him as much as possible. I do appreciate what he has given me and yet still continues to give me, but I’d rather keep my distance from him.
However, with a negative, there’s a positive. The positive side of this family is my mother and my siblings. I always vent to my mother and she is always willing to listen to me. She is always willing to help me if I had an issue. My mother has defended me from my step father’s unnecessary actions. Ever since at a young age and still to this day, my mother seems like a super woman. Her big-hearted, strong-willed, independent character, who is not afraid to express herself, is my role model.
My younger siblings are the creators of chaos in the household. I have an eleven, a ten, and a eight year old sister and a six year old brother. The first two are at the ambitious age where they can’t wait to become a teenager and carry around cell phones. Their curiosity with boys are bigger than ever, and some of their questions are really hilarious. They’re always yelling at the younger ones because the two youngest rascals are very loud. The youngest sister and my little brother, both of them together are like chipmunks high on sugar. They’re constantly screaming, yelling, fighting, and laughing. All in five minutes. Sometimes my siblings get out of hand and they may cause some annoyance, but at the end of the day, their hugs and kisses cancels everything out. I love when I’m leaving the house, one says “bye” and the domino effect occurs. Or vise versa when I come home. Since I’m the eldest, it’s a bitter-sweet feeling watching them grow up so quickly.
All in all, I enjoy spending time with the young ones and my mother, perhaps sometimes my step father on rare occasions.