A day I will never forget…
Date, August 23rd, 2009. Time, 8:23 at night. Location, St. Luke's Anderson Hospital. Sometimes when you hear hospital, your first instinct is, oh no. However, in this case, the hospital was the happiest place to be for my family.
Rewind… 6 months ago. February 2009.
My mom had gathered my siblings and I in for a family talk. In my house, family talks do not occur often. My siblings and I knew that what we were about to talk about was important. My mom started off by saying “We have some big news!” I was 5 at the time, so I was super excited. My parents at the same time told us “You are going to have a baby sister!” Of course, we were all extremely excited and were jumping all around the house. We begged our mom to let us go set everything up, but she told us that we have time and that we don’t have to rush yet.
The next six months seemed to last forever as we all could not wait to have another sister. I in particular was far more excited than my two older siblings. But, soon enough we would be able to hold our new little sister.
Fast forward to August 23rd, 2009 at five o’clock at night. My older siblings and I were all waiting in the waiting room with my aunt. I remember us all being alone in the waiting room, so we were able to have a lot of fun. Our night started out by getting Subway sandwiches. I got my favorite an Italian BMT. Then, we spent a lot of time playing games to pass the time. We played UNO attack, Mexican Train, and lots and lots of Candyland.
But it wasn’t until 8:23 that my dad came barreling into the waiting room and yelled “Karly is born!!” We were all so excited. We were jumping around, doing handstands and cartwheels. We couldn’t believe that we now had another sister. We all couldn’t wait to hold her. But unfortunately, we had to wait until the next day to hold her. However, we were still able to go in and see our mom and our newborn sister. At last, we went home and went right to bed, so we could go back early the next morning to hold Karly.
The next morning, we finally were able to hold her. Me being the youngest, I got to hold her first. Little did I know that I was holding my best friend for life for the first time. I will never forget the day that I met my little sister, who luckily is also my best friend.
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| My sister and I in 2010 |
This is such a great story! The bond between siblings is very strong and I can relate to that experience when you first meet your younger sibling. The days when I met my little brother when I was 4 and little sister when I was 9 are permanently cemented in my brain and I can remember them like they were yesterday. The excitement and confusion you experience because you are so young all comes together to form an amazing memory that you can never seem to forget. I think the best part of having a younger sibling is sharing your life with them and watching them grow up right in front of you. These experiences are definitely unforgettable and a staple memory and part of your life.
ReplyDeleteThe day I found out I was going to be a big sister I was ecstatic! Once I got to meet and hold her, I was even more overjoyed. It was such a memorable moment that I will have with me forever. Having siblings is one of the greatest blessings in my life. I am the third child of four, so I only have one younger sister. Helping her navigate through life is such an awesome feeling; I'm sure you can agree!
ReplyDeleteThis is so powerful! I remembers the days I found out both of my little siblings would be born, as well as the actual days they were born. It is such a cool feeling knowing that you will have siblings who look up to you. That is so cool that you and your sister have such a good relationship! I am glad that she has grown up to be one of your best friends... That is truly special!
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