Wednesday, September 15, 2021

3.4 Kaitlyn Molis Writing 1

Wake up! Mom is having a baby!

I was an eager 8-year-old girl, waiting to meet the baby sister that I had been praying for since I was three. Her due date was October 18th. Once October hit, I was counting down the days until she would finally make her appearance. 

The 18 days had come and gone just like that, and still, no baby sister. I thought to myself, 'well, I have waited almost eight years for this. What are a few more days?' In the early morning hours of October 20th, 2008, I woke up from the yellow lights that dimly lit up my room. My dad walked in with the hand-held video camera and softly whispered, "Wake up, KK. Momma's having the baby!" 

With sleep still in my eyes, I silently bounced out of bed to begin getting ready to go. Even though it was the middle of the night, my body and soul were beaming with excitement. The day was finally here. By throwing all of my things into a bag, I was ready to go in seconds! I remember sitting in the living room with my mom on our brown leather couch while we waited for her contractions to get closer together. I rested my hand above her belly button to feel my baby sister kicking one last time before her long-awaited arrival. 

This excited little girl had to spend a whole day in school while mom and dad were at the hospital. I remember sitting at my desk that day, not able to concentrate on anything that came my way.  My legs were bobbing up and down, up and down. At recess, I made sure to tell all of my friends, "My mom is having the baby today! My sister is finally coming out!" 

That night at 8:37 p.m. Karli Sue entered the world. My grandparents and I drove to the hospital that evening to meet the sweetest little thing I had ever laid my eyes on. I was mesmerized. She was perfect. As I held her for the first time, I looked down into her eyes to find such peace and joy. 

Being an only child for almost 8 years had its blessings, don't get me wrong. However, Karli is one of the best things that God has blessed me and my family with. Our lives were forever changed that day. She was the final piece of the Molis puzzle. We were complete. 





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