Number Two was born on the second trip to the Hospital. She was the second child. The second Daughter. The Second Granddaughter. Born on the second day of the second month. The second child to have Patent Ductus Arteriosis. The second to be born in that Hospital. Being the second child born to her Dad who was a second child, second boy. Being the second child born to her Mom who was the second living child in her family.
The second child of her parents to walk, talk, drive, drive her parents crazy- I could ramble on seconds for ever. But really Number Two was always Special. She was the only One who was a Two.
Being the number two child in a family of 5 kids (that would eventually have six children all totalled) and living in a three bedroom house, there was always sharing going on. She didn't have her own room, her own closet, her own dresser, her own bathroom, her own chair, etc.
There is nothing wrong with that, but as a child, she thought she was getting a bad deal!
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