As all of us might know, being residents of California, an earthquake can be a terrifying thing small or big. Losing assurance from the ground, something we never think about, but always rely heavily on, can really have traumatic affect one’s self. For as long as I can remember, my core family was made up of my three older brothers, my dad, and last but not least my beloved mother. They were my ground who I rarely thought about but relied on constantly. However, my world shook when I heard there was going to be a new addition to the family. The sudden jolt had me thinking about my ground as I began to think how the dynamic of my life would change with the arrival of a baby. As life took its twists and turns, Emaan Syed would end up having the
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One day I realized that instead of knitting sweaters and socks for us, my grandma started stitching together a shirt for a miniature human, when I finally asked her what she was doing it dawned on me, I was going to have a niece!!!!! Yet, as I went to sleep that night, thoughts of whether I would be loved or not with other preoccupied with the baby made me anxious. I was the youngest in the family, subsequently I was the most spoiled. I was used to laziness because I always knew someone else would do it for me. I was used to negligence because I knew other were thinking about me so I didn’t have to. and most of all I was used to being loved and cherished; but all of that went into question in my mind that night. Day by day my anxiety …show more content…
Witnessing the baby taking over my role in the house was key. On the one hand, watching the baby being pampered made me realize how inglorious it actually was to be catered to because the fact that I was basically acting like a baby displeased me, but on the other hand her being cared for and completely dependent on others also made me realize how dependent I was on my family. I realized that just how the baby couldn’t even keep its head up physically without the support of her family, I need the same type of emotional support from my family to keep my head up. The baby had me realize much more than I ever could’ve
One day I realized that instead of knitting sweaters and socks for us, my grandma started stitching together a shirt for a miniature human, when I finally asked her what she was doing it dawned on me, I was going to have a niece!!!!! Yet, as I went to sleep that night, thoughts of whether I would be loved or not with other preoccupied with the baby made me anxious. I was the youngest in the family, subsequently I was the most spoiled. I was used to laziness because I always knew someone else would do it for me. I was used to negligence because I knew other were thinking about me so I didn’t have to. and most of all I was used to being loved and cherished; but all of that went into question in my mind that night. Day by day my anxiety …show more content…
Witnessing the baby taking over my role in the house was key. On the one hand, watching the baby being pampered made me realize how inglorious it actually was to be catered to because the fact that I was basically acting like a baby displeased me, but on the other hand her being cared for and completely dependent on others also made me realize how dependent I was on my family. I realized that just how the baby couldn’t even keep its head up physically without the support of her family, I need the same type of emotional support from my family to keep my head up. The baby had me realize much more than I ever could’ve