You’ve heard of Only Child Syndrome where the only child you have gets narcissistic and spoiled from getting all of mommy and daddy’s attention? What about Other Child Syndrome? Sometimes I feel like I spend so much time thinking, talking and worrying about Sadie (my tiny twin) that her sister Mattie gets short shrift. Mattie’s fat, cute as hell, bursting with life and teeth, walking – in that ridiculously adorable Frankenstein toddle that even intermediate walkers seem to have, chatting (okay mimicking) and by and large being a normal, ready with a smile, baby. But normal doesn’t stand out in this house, normal is for pussies. Normal doesn’t get you attention. In her family of anxious misfits, her downright “I’m not looking for trouble, I just want to be held. Can’t a little lady get some attention?” attitude doesn’t make us come running. The squeaky wheel gets the grease right? Not always. Mattie may be very squeaky but she’s not under weight nor is she under the care of four therapists, a pediatrician and a pediatric GI. Sometimes when one of Sadie’s therapists comes in to “play” with Sadie, Mattie seems almost confused. She wants to play too but she’s in the way and needs to be distracted. What does that feel like for a fifteen-month-old I think to myself sometimes. Is she feeling left out? Will this leave a feeling within her that she’s not as worthy of strangers’ attention as Sadie? Will I always have to be making up to her for all the extra Sadie got? But then, just when I start to really worry, Mattie will find the plastic lid to a coffee can to chew on and it’s like Christmas came early for her. These kids, they’re easily amused.