It doesn’t matter if the youngest of the children is a boy or a girl, most of the time, parents favor the last child. I stared at my princess and I realized something. I favor her most because she was given to me in my old age. Well maybe not that old, but I was already 36 when I became pregnant with her. I already had 3 boys before her. That means I am more mature, more capable, and I would like to believe more loving.
Life has thrown me trials equal to my strength and blessings according to my readiness to receive them. When I got pregnant at the ripe age of 36, I knew a lot about getting pregnant, caring for a child, handling disputes, sooth child pains, and maybe a lot more. I got Wisdom from different mistakes I made in the past. To top it all, I learned with my 2nd scan that my baby will be a princess among the musketeers I already have.
So why do parents favor the youngest child? Because in our advanced age, we tend to appreciate relationships more than anything else.
Caveat:
#1 Old age, advanced age is relative. Many who are older than I am may not agree that being pregnant at the age of 36 is old. What I’m saying is, the Wisdom I got when I became pregnant with my youngest child made me more loving than I was with my boys. Thanks to them, I became a better mother.
#2 When I say favor, it doesn’t mean favoritism. I love all my children equally. My grade 1 parent coach – Jing De Guzman would always say, “each member of the family especially the children, are pieces of the puzzle which makes a family.”
#3 Favor does not also mean turning my only princess into a little brat. Favor means I know more about parenting than ever before. I know how to shower my love to my youngest without the trial and error I did with my first 3 children. Borrowing the exact words my Grade 3 homeschooling parent coach Ira Marie Sol when she said, “At least, you have a chance to redeem yourself.”
Indeed I have, I can redeem myself from all the mistakes I did with my boys when they were still young, especially with my firstborn through my youngest…another chance of starting all over again. 🙂

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