After me being the seventh child to be born, I thought I had being the little royalty sealed in the bag for my family. However that's not what happened. When I was five, my little sister was born. I remember losing all my power of being the youngest when I was seven and eight, and I thought that was the worst thing to ever happen. Fortunately it wasn’t.
Being the last child born, or what people like to call “the baby child” has shaped me into the woman I am today. At a young age, I watched and observed my sister’s actions and saw the consequences of them. My mother always told me when we were kids I was better behaved than my sister and I still strive to hold that characteristic to my name today. Not only are my sister and I sixteen months apart, but we were and are engaging in similar activities being so close in age. It was my duty as a kid, and even today to help as much as I could around the house especially when both parents were working.
One time when I was in kindergarten, my mom took my sister and me to get our hair cut. As a little kid, I looked up to my sister for everything. I remember my sister going first, and when she came back she had cut her hair from just below her chest to just above her shoulders. When it was my turn to go, the hair stylist asked me if I wanted to cut off ten inches and donate it, just like my big sister. Like most younger siblings, I wanted to copy every aspect of her life so I said yes.
At the age of 2 I learned how great a Mother's love for her children is... I lost my mother and sister when I was 2 years old. This happened on a dreadful day on December 1983. My mother was walking the streets of the Bronx, NY with my sister to see a doctor. Suddenly my sister let go of my mother's hand and crossed the street by herself. My mother ran after her
First of all, I want you to know your Mom and I love you dearly and we could not be prouder of you. We are not perfect parents, but we have done our best to protect, raise and guide you make your way through those difficult growing-up years and prepare for the future. I hope you can forgive us for what we didn’t know. Your Mom and I were very nervous at the prospect of being first time parents. To keep your Mom calm, the doctor explained that giving birth was nothing to worry about; but, when the time came, they have to perform cesarean.
When my father eventually passed, they owed it all to her prayers. Within all of his graciousness, my family owes this amazing moment of triumph all to prayer. I believe in the power of prayer. That no matter the circumstance, if I pray hard enough for something, then my request will be granted.
Miscarriages I remember when I was at the age of five, like any other kid at this age I wanted a sibling. I still remember the day when my mom told me that I was going to be a sister and how excited I was because I would finally have someone to play with. My mom was thrilled to know that she was pregnant and as any pregnant women would, my mom would go to her monthly checkups to see how the baby was doing. It was on her third month of pregnancy when she found out that her pregnancy was not normal and that she was experiencing an Ectopic Pregnancy.
Katniss Everdeen, Luke Skywalker, and Tris Prior were teenagers when they first met their mentors; I, however, was born knowing mine. Since I was born, my mother has been my mentor. I’ve never thought of her as a mentor until now, but reflecting back upon my life I can see how she’s shaped my journey. I’m not a hero; I’m no Katniss or Batman. I’ve never had to overcome adversity or challenge the government.
My parents lost their first children when complication with their first pregnancy resulted in a forceful termination that took the life of my twin brothers. Years later, another pregnancy complication threatened the life of my older sister, however after a constant battle; the doctors were able to bring her into the world safely. Although Just like me, she was born with yellow fever, now thanks to medicine, we are both healthy
As my siblings and I were cuddled in my parents bed in their absence, my brother soon raced out of the room knowing that his prayers for a brother, or maybe not for yet another sister, have finally been answered.
The pearl: it’s a universal sign for beauty and grace, but the path that lead to its formation can’t quite be described as beautiful. Starting with an irritant that’s lodged into the oyster, the animal then retaliates by transforming the foreign object into the elegant pearl. An uncontrollable obstacle leads to the production of an astounding abnormality. It all began the day my childhood dreams died.
A couple of weeks before I turned eight my little brother was born. They have impacted my life way more than they realize. Being an older sister has shaped me into the person I am today in school and class, because I’ve learned how to cope with different things, learned that people like to do things their own way and I have learned how to set a good example. I have learned how to cope with things I don’t like very much being a big sister.
My youngest sister taught me some of the most important values in my life, acceptance, unconditional love, and positivity. My sister, Annabelle, was born with an extra 21st chromosome resulting in her having Down’s Syndrome. At the time I was only 8 and I didn’t know what it meant I was just ecstatic to have another sister. Throughout the years we received lots of pity and I would always hear “I’m so sorry”.
In 2005, my grandpa passed away and it had a big impact on me. I was in the third grade and my mind had never been opened to the murky world of death. His death affected my view on the adults in my life - specifically my parents. The only thing that I remember happening from this event is the funeral and how my parents were on the days that the funeral took place. Seeing how my parents were affected by my grandpa’s death made me see them in a different light.
I might leave you’ll with an impression that I’m longing for a sibling. But no I’m not. I’m sure if you’re the only child this might have happened to you at least once , there are days where you probable wish you had a sibling and your parents come running to you and are like “aww don’t worry we 're there know ". In my case that 's absolutely true because my mum fits in the shoes of a younger sibling and an older sibling just fine actually not just fine but perfectly.
