My Brother is Born!

I still clearly remember this day as if it was yesterday. It's the 7th of November at night, I couldn't believe that I will finally have a little brother at my house which I can play with and have fun because at that time, I didn't had much friends and I only hang out with my cousins to play videogames or to the cinema. I have been praying God many times so he would gave me the opportunity to have a brother and take care of him; by that time I thought that God dropped a little seed from which the babies grow, until I had science class in school.

That night I was very excited, I was talking with my mother, asking her how a baby looks like (I had no idea how a baby looks like because I was the youngest on my whole family), so she showed me pictures of the moment I was born; I had never saw a picture of me when I had less than half an hour from my birth time. We kept talking, until I remembered a movie I saw in which a lady gave birth to a baby, and she died; I became very nervous and asked my mom what where the risks of having a baby, but to keep me calm, she answered "any". So I calmed down and went to sleep because I needed to wake up at 6 a.m. to get ready to go to the hospital.

When I woke up, my mother was looking again at the pictures from when I was born, and speaking out loud she said "I can't believe I'm having another one, this is a blessing", I also thought it was a blessing, more than ace any exam. I had breakfast and pack up many things to play while we were there. The time had arrived and we needed to leave, I carried my mothers’ bags into the car and we looked into the sky, it was a beautiful morning, the birds flying in the sky, sunrays shinning in the morning, and a cold breeze in the air. I forgot about my father, I think he was the most excited from the three of us, since he woke up he had a clear big smile in his face, he checked everything so we don't leave anything behind, and he told me that a surprise might be waiting, clearly I thought my brother was the surprise.

We finally departed to the hospital and checked in, almost all my family was already at the hospital waiting for us. The hospital seemed so scary with the lights turned off and all empty. When we arrived to the bedroom, we got the incorrect one, this one was very small and the one we ordered had a TV room for the visitors. But before we got changed of bedroom, the time had come and my mother was taken to the surgery. I was with my father, cousins, uncles, aunts, with my grandfather and grandmother in the hospital waiting area, it didn't passed more than an hour until my medic came with us and told us if we wanted to move to the baby room with had a showcase, because my brother had born.

We rushed to the showcase, and we didn't saw any baby until a lady came in with what it seemed a blanket in between her arms, she slowly and gently put it down in a little bed and we saw a little baby, we had the doubt if that baby was our new family integer, but he didn't had a tag until that same lady posted a paper in the bed which told "Adrian De La Garza Iga, 8-Nov-07", we jumped gracefully and shouted, etc. I stared at him almost half an hour, I was full of happiness, and I couldn't believe that my dream had finally come true, but now I needed to take care of him as a good big brother must do.

After almost an hour, we were told that my mother is now in the bedroom, but we needed to be quiet because she was recovering from the surgery. Everyone went to the room to congratulate my mother, friends and familiars came together in joy, but also my brother because he was took to my mother and father for a small period of time, but also to me, I had the opportunity to carry him in my arms and kiss him. When almost everyone leaved the room, my father came in with a green gift bag, he told me that the doctors gave it to him because it came with the baby, he told me that God send it to me to congratulate me (now I could figure out that he buy it to me); it was the only game I wanted at that time for my Nintendo DS and I still have it, I think so.

Less than a week went by and we could finally go to our house with another person in our family. We were so happy together, all the family came together again, and we made a grilled beef and had a great time together because family from around Mexico came with us.

He might make me angry most of the times, or make me laugh, but I love him over everything and I would give my life and everything for him. Today is November the 7th, tomorrow is his birthday, exactly one year from everything was ending, but it was just the beginning. I hope someday I would live this event again, but not as a new brother neither as a nephew, but as a son.