My Siblings-Personal Narrative

Growing up without any siblings is a life no one should have to live. At least that’s what I thought as a child. Struggling through family gatherings and visits to grandma’s house are no fun without someone to pester along the way. I couldn’t remember a time when I wasn’t asking my parents for a baby brother or sister. They refused to reason with me, so I took matters into my own hands. The upcoming Christmas I asked Santa Claus to bring me a younger sibling and he carefully considered my request. On Christmas day I was very disappointed when there was no bassinet with a baby under the Christmas tree. But little did I know Santa had in fact delivered my gift. At the beginning of February, I caught my parents whispering in the kitchen. I heard …show more content…
All I could think about was what would happen if there were complications; would I lose my baby sister, would I lose my mom? These were suggestions that I thought about the entire time while waiting in the waiting room. I waited for about thirty minutes with the rest of my family, it was not a very long wait but it felt like an eternity. My dad emerged from the delivery room doors with a smile across his face. He didn’t have to say anything for me to know that everything went smoothly. I proceeded to jump out of my chair and run at him like a mad person. He reached out his arms and gave me a hug and said “your sister is waiting for you.” I was the first one of the group that was in the waiting room to get to see her and I was very proud of that title. As I walked in I caught a glimpse of my new baby sister and tears started to rush down my face, these were tears of love. Holding her was like holding a trophy that I wanted to show the world, or at least the rest of my …show more content…
This baby was a disaster, all she ever did was cry, eat, go to the bathroom and sleep every now and then. All of my hopes for having a little sister were crushed, I didn’t get to take her to the playground, I wasn’t able to take her to school and she definitely couldn’t sleep in my bed with me. On top of all that no one ever had time for me, it was like I didn’t exist. My little sister took all of the attention that my parents had to give so I didn’t get any time with them alone anymore. For the first couple of weeks I thought having a baby in the family would ruin my life but that soon