my baby sister

Mayra Aguiniga

Gaylene Crocker

9/6/10

My Baby Sister

            “I think she’s coming my mother yelled”. Shocked, I looked at my mother, and said “but it’s not time yet; you still have three weeks till delivery day”.

My mother Rosa was 42 years old at the time she found out she was pregnant. My sister Yizel was 11 and I was 17. I remember the day my mom told us she was expecting a baby as if it were yesterday. We were sitting in the table waiting for her to serve dinner. My dad Miguel and my mom Rosa looked at each other very suspiciously, and said “Mayra and Yizel we have something to tell you”. Not knowing what to expect both of us said, “what’s going on”? My mom looked very frightened, and tears came out of her eyes. I started to worry and wondered if everything was ok. Then very softly she said, “I’m pregnant.” My dad interrupted her and said, “We are very happy to be expecting another girl”.

But something appeared wrong my mom didn’t seem to be so happy. So I decided to wait till we were both alone, and asked her what was really mortifying her. She then told me she was really ashamed of being pregnant at her age. My mom thought she was too old to be expecting a baby. She also said she was really horrified of what people were going to say once they found out she was pregnant. I then looked at her, and said to her “Mom it doesn’t matter what they say or think. What matters is that we are all here to support you, and we are going to be with you every step of the way”.

Ever since that day the excitement my mom carried for the expectance of my baby sister became visible. My sister and me would check off the calendar every day that would pass by. Month by month passed by and the day for her to be born seemed closer and closer.

I month before my little sister was expected to be born my mom was having contractions. It all happened so quick at first. We went over to the emergency room; they called her name, and then she and my dad went in. After that the entire wait seemed like eternity. Time was passing by so slow! My sister and I sat, laid down, stood up, and time didn’t seem to go by any faster. The waiting room was so cold it felt like if I was in Antarctica with out a sweater. My dad would come out to inform us how the delivery was going. He would say “She’s going to be here any minute now”. Then he would go back inside. Two hours later he would come back, and again he would say “your baby sister is going to be here any minute now”

At about midnight I was so worn-out everything appeared to be going in circles. I took some Advil, and then went in to see my mom. Desperate I told her “Mom I want my baby sister to be born already”. She then said “any minute now”. Tired of hearing that; I nodded my head, and went back to the waiting room. After waiting for a lifetime. Which was more like seven hours, but for sure had felt like a lifetime. I herd a deep strong voice calling my name “Mayra”. Not knowing it was my mom’s doctor. Very aggravated I turned my head towards the voice, and said “yes”.  He then said “congratulations you have a beautiful…” My sister and I didn’t let him finish. We ran into the room were my mom was staying at.

We saw my mom and gave her a big hug and a kiss. Then we congratulated her and asked her where was my little sister at. She then told us they had taken her for a regular check up. I wanted to know everything! How she looked, if she was chubby, and how tall was she. Throwing a million questions at my mom. She said, “Slow down all your questions are going to be answered as soon as you see her”

Anxiously I waited. The nurse came in with my little sister in her arms. I couldn’t really see her at first, but then she laid her down on the bed. I saw her for the first time and couldn’t believe my eyes. Guadalupe, as my mom named her was the cutest baby ever. Her eyes were wide open. Her face was really round and her skin was as soft as a rose pedal. She was so small, and had only measured 16 inches.

The doctor came in the room and gave my mom all the paper work that she had to fill out. Then I decided to ask the doctor if I could carry my little sister. He with a big smile said “of course”. I held her in my arms and couldn’t believe she was finally here after all that time we had to wait. I wanted to give her a big tight hug, but I knew I couldn’t because she was so small and fragile. My mom and Guadalupe still had to stay their since it was a normal routine for every new born.

My mom asked if I was happy. I crying of excitement responded, “Yes I am” and told her I was going to be the best oldest sister ever. She very happy said “I’m really proud of you Mayra and I know that you are going to be a great example for Yizel and Guadalupe”. I felt so happy, but at the same time pressured to set a good example for them two.

The next day Guadalupe was ready to go home. We put her in the car seat, and of we went. We got home, and saw that there in the house waiting for us were all my aunts, uncles, and family friends. They had prepared a barbeque to welcome my baby sister. My dad and my mom thanked them and decided to toast for my baby sister being born. In the night I went to take Guadalupe into her crib. I gave her a big kiss and went of to sleep.