my little brother

My mom had found out she was pregnant with my little brother at the beginning of my seventh grade year. At first I was scared and hurt, like I wasn’t good enough so she had to have another baby. But of course this wasn’t the case, I was overreacting like usual. When they told me I thought I composed my self but I guess my mom knew instinctively. I went into the house and started crying but found her right behind me, and she took me into her arms and told me that she was going to need me to be the best big sister I could be, and help her with the baby because she would need it.

So I smiled and life went on. The nine months seemed to go on forever, but her due date was getting closer. Then I started seeing all these baby shows were the moms get really hurt or even die. I started feeling like my world was closing in on me. My mom was the most important person in my life, and it seemed almost inevitable something bad was going to happen to her.

She reached her due date and then went past it, so she had to go in to be induced a week after her due date, but the day she was scheduled to go in, she knew she was having him, my grandma came into my room and said we had to go.

She looked so terribly ill, but she tried to smile for me, we all carried the things into the car and were off to the hospital. Not even ten minutes after we got to the hospital she started having contractions, and when they tried to give her and epidural it wouldn’t take. So they tried to do a second one but my mom told them they had to stop because she felt him coming, and he was!

Sitting out in the waiting room all I could think was “I hear no screaming, why is she not screaming?” in all the movies and t.v. shows they scream so horribly. I was so freaked.

About three hours after we arived at the hospital, my grandma came out to get me, all smiles. I felt empty because i was so nervous, i dint know how to act.

When i went in my mom looked terribble, but when she seen me she smiled, and said look at your brother, i looked into the baby holder thing, and my breath caught in my throat. He was so BEAUTIFULL.

I was stil scared to touch my mom, or Zach, but when i got to hold him i knew that everything would be all right.