Some days, Margaret was downright friendly.
HOLD ON, SISTERS. You can’t think that you can take on Dooce’s bundle-to-be without me. Second sisters? Little sisters? I’ve kind of got this one covered. As anyone who blogs or reads one knows by now, the story of Leta, daughter of dooce (dot com), sounds like nothing so much as a cyber-update of mythic proportions because it is. My TSP sisters Paige and Anastasia—along with thousands of other online readers—are pacing the virtual waiting-room floor in expectation of the birth of the second daughter of uber-blogger, Heather B. Armstrong, wondering all along the e-way how things will go when Leta gets a little sister. For Margaret and me (big sister, little sister, in that order) it all started, as these things do, at the beginning.
Margaret’s first words about me were spat at our mother, when the then 2-year-old Margaret, viewing her adorable, bouncy, red-haired, at-that-moment-babe-in-arms being transported over the family’s threshold, shattered the idyllic moment by demanding, “Put her down.”
A gauntlet, I picked it up and ran with it as soon as I could understand the insult and, at least in sentiment, that remained the ragged currency we exchanged for years. But here’s the catch: To say we didn’t get along is to reduce that most complex of arrangements—sisterhood—to pablum.
We didn’t appear to get along. And there’s the difference. What we didn’t get along about was all the small stuff. On most of the big stuff we agreed, and will always agree—but who cares about the big stuff when you’re little? By big stuff I mean loyalty, politics, public service—that kind of big stuff.
To Dooce we say be glad, since sisters born close together make great copy. You can read all about it on this blog, or in our picks on our fiction list, and we, in turn, look forward to reading all about it on your blog. So baby-mama, take the epidural, and don’t expect the little things to go well. Instead point your girls toward the bigger picture and maybe, just maybe, they’ll grow up to blog together happily ever after.
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