Tayler Pousson
Juneau Period 2
Personal Narrative
My Baby Brother
There it approached us, the moment of truth. When we were called into the room, we were so unaware of what was about to happen. The two smock outfits, one pink and one blue, were lying on the bed in front of us. With glowing eyes, our mother stood there holding her belly and smiling. At that moment, we knew that there was a new baby on its way.
The first few months after hearing the news were tough for me because jealousy over came me. I was not sure if I wanted this to be realistic, but I knew that it was and I could do nothing about it. I was very angry with my parents, and we began to argue a lot. Eventually, I realized that it was not their fault, and like me, they could do nothing about it.
After a few more months, the idea of a new baby began to sink in. I knew it was time for me to prepare, for there were only three more months before the baby was there. Finally, I started getting excited, and we began spending more family time. Spending family time was a great experience for my whole family and I. Soon, we began to look at things on a whole new level. There was not one moment where we were not preparing for the baby. Earlier in her pregnancy, Mom decided that she wanted this baby to continue to be a surprise as it was from the start, so she did not find out if she was having a boy or a girl. This built up tension within me. I was hoping that the baby would be a girl, but nobody had a clue. Even though the gender was unsure, my parents had a name picked out, and that was Gentry.
On November 26, 2004, there was a beautiful thing happen. With blue eyes and pale skin, he laid there crying. What I realized when I looked at him was that he truly was a blessing for not only me, but for my family too. From that point on, I knew that I would do anything for that beautiful baby boy. I have never witnessed a love as great as this, and I know that it is a love that will last forever.
It is...