When asked to write about a childhood experience most people think of the time they lost their first tooth when they were 6, or about the time they started school when they were 5, however, I’m going to write about summer. It wasn’t just any summer it was the summer that I went to the lake with my Dad and Papa. I was about 4 and couldn’t be any more excited about what was going to happen…
My mum gave birth to me on the 9th floor of St Thomas’ hospital at the age of only 17. I was a hideous little blue thing, almost like some flanimal. My mother took care of me for about a month or two still putting up with my…
We were getting ourselves into a snowstorm. As we shiver, my wife starts to feel the baby kicking inside of her…
Laying on the hospital bed doctors walks in and says its time to push.this is it. A few pushes. I heard your first cry .They put you on my chest and i just started at you .I had just met you but i love you.…
My father had picked me up while carrying me to mother, not angry like I thought they’d be. They held me whilst mother saying, “No one can replace you, Abigail, we love you dearly.” And “Nothing will change, even when the baby will come.” father told me. After that talk, I grew to love the fact that I am going to be a big sister.…
Baby Si is our soft, beautiful Docker, which is also known as a half cocker spaniel and half dashaund dog. She is by far the prettiest, most adorable dog I've ever laid my eyes on. When she's running through the grass on a bright sunny the sun is glistening off her shiney coat. She wears a long, wavy, shiny black coat, for the most part. Her paws are midsized, golden brown with little black and white toes nails. They smell so good, like a little puppy paw. She has a pretty long tail, about eight inches long. Her tail is wavy and fluffy. She has a fine strip of bright white fur going down her chest continued all the way down to her soft light pink belly. She has black ears that are too big for her tiny head. On her tiny head she has big brown…
She was born on a busy summer night on September 13th 1918 in Brookline, Massachusetts. I always had the feeling that Rosie was a little different from the rest of us. On the day of her birth the midwife arrived late, and my theory is that this action deprived her brain of oxygen. We were proven right when she failed to advance from kindergarten and was deemed to suffer from intellectual disabilities. When this happened our parents began to conceal their third child from society.…
My brother's mother was about to have my first sibling, someone I can call my baby brother or my baby sister. I was very excited sitting there waiting for the doctor to say, Okay now time to push! About two hours go by and the doctor comes in and checks and says okay it’s…
After lunch, my dad drove me to the hospital to see Dr. Rothstein and John. As I was his only food source, the baby came, too. I clung to my sweet-smelling son for dear life; to hell with the car seat.…
My mother was then able to choose my birth date, which the doctors gave options that were at the very end of November. My mother requested the cesarean section to be done on December 1st. Her reasoning was that November had an ugly birthstone (she really hates yellow).…
It was almost 5am on July 17, 1996, when I was rushed to the hospital. I was balled up in the back seat of my mother in laws car, biting down on a towel because the pain was so unbearable. I heard him say “it’s ok baby… ” just as another jolt of pain came. As his voice faded I could feel him rubbing my back, and I tried my best to listen to his voice and forget the pain. It was impossible though, the baby was coming and there was no turning back now.…
I was the first baby born on January 4th, 1997 in Lima, Ohio. Then the story began. Growing up I’ve hit a lot of misfortunes and missed out on a lot of opportunities most people had. I’m from a broken home, but a giant ass family. I have four brothers and one older sister, which makes me the baby of the family.…
We all have to thank our parents for bringing us to life. If your adopted, thank your foster parents for raising you. Without them, you wouldn't be who you are today. We were all born at some point. Shocker, right? When we were born, our parents give us names, and a life. Now, everybody has some story behind their name, or a little something about how something happened when they were born. Maybe it's a broken bone, or some sort of defect. I personally had one injury, but if you want to see what it was, you'll have to keep reading.…
We walked in the hospital and asked the receptionist what room my sister was in. She told us the floor and the room number, and told us the elevators are down the hall to the right. We made it up the 5th floor and started looking for the room. Then, there it was; Room 553. My mom walked in and I followed right after her. Finally, there she was, in my sisters arms.…
When we got there and went into the room she was in, my eyes lit up. She was so pretty, light, and small. Her mom and dad named her Ja’kyla Kalese Edwards. She had the same initials as her dad. Everyone around me was smiling including me. “ My God baby is so pretty”, my mom said. After I got done holding her, I gave her to my mom. Everyone in the room got a chance to hold the baby. When I got to hold her, I was nervous because she was so small and I didn't want to drop her. Everyone was talking about how beautiful she was. After the Ja’kyla went back to sleep, me and my mom left the hospital.…