It was March 27, 2014, I was at my house, in the Royal Oaks neighborhood of Visalia, California, lying in bed. I remember tossing and turning, as restless as a caged animal. I was nervous and excited for my sister, Bianca knowing that at 6 the next morning she would be going to the main hospital in Visalia, Kaweah Delta for a scheduled C-section. That next morning I sprung out of bed and raced into my moms room, like I had been caught on fire, because I knew my nephew had entered the world. I was dressed and ready to go see him for the first time. She was …show more content…
This visit they got a nice surprise, Anthony was finally healthy enough to take home, after they ran a carseat test on him to make sure he could breathe while in his carseat, and they watched a few instructional videos about infant safety. April first, at 5 o 'clock was the first time I laid eyes on my beautiful nephew. He was significantly smaller than he had looked in the pictures I had seen of him, and his smile lit up the whole entire