Today’s prompt is: A vignette from your childhood
I was three, my big brother was four and we were waiting in the other room, my father was pacing up and down. Until we heard my aunt said: “it’s a girl!” We all rushed in the room, we saw some blood and the baby crying and my mom was on the floor. My aunt told us to “go away, we’re not ready yet.”
Another memory was when our youngest brother was born, I was ten by this time and when we saw him, I thought he was the most gorgeous baby in the world. He had this massive black hair and his skin was all red, his eyes sparkling like diamonds, probably from crying. We’ve got to spoil this kid.
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