My baby sister is my first baby actually. I was technically a teenager when she was born.

I watched her grow up, rock her to sleep. Cooked meals for her when parents were working, and begrudgingly nagged her to shower everytime we’re on our own. I was her tooth fairy for so many years, because I wanted her to have a magical childhood as my Asian parents were too busy to make sure we’re fed and clothed.

When she came live with us 3 years ago, was the first time she left home. Although it was meant to be a temporary solution while she get posted all over the country, eventually we all got comfortable and she decided to travel even 4 hours to her placement.

She was so miserable living in Birmingham that she moved back to us 😂😂😂.

I’m not going to lie, I was so lonely before she came. Having her around made me so much happier. She helps out with the kids and the house all the time, and that made everything felt much more bearable.

Nothing beats coming home to cooked meals from work, not needing to look after the kids and cook at the same time 😭😭

I will always miss our kdrama binge nights.

She’s now going to start her independent life. She’s a full fledged adult now. She’s going to manage everything on her own. Our baby is no longer a baby.

I’m trying really hard not to show how sad I am, because I know I should be excited for her. In reality I will definite cry a river if I just let myself be. Don’t worry she doesn’t read this blog. None of my family members do 😂 including Mojuju.

Let her think I’m alright about it, because then she wouldn’t feel sad about leaving either. The worst thing will be both of us just crying at each other 😂😂😂😂😂