Personal Narrative Essay: The Day Of My Amazing Birth

The Day of My Amazing Birth. I was born on September 13, 2002 at the Kaweah Delta Hospital in Visalia, California. The day of my birth my mother had a Parent Teacher Conference with my cousin who was living with us at the time. The good thing about this was that it was in our home and not at the school. My mother knew that that day she was gonna have me, but she wanted to go through with the conference just to get it over with. The teacher that was giving them the conference knew that she was in pain mid way of the meeting and that's when she said that she was gonna go. After that my parents rushed to the hospital alone. I was the fourth, and last child to be born. At the time my oldest brother was 14, then sister was 12, and then my other brother was 9. Once they got to the hospital they put her in a room. According to the nurse my mother was not ready to have a baby, she also told her to wait. My mother knew for sure she was ready, I mean come on it was her fourth child. She felt so jumbled up, so she thought she needed to go to the restroom. That's when she went into the restroom and as she was bending down that's when, PLOP! I popped out on to the floor. My mother yelled for my dad that was in the next room and then he yelled for a doctor once he saw what happened. I think

My parents decided to move because there was a better job offer for my dad and oldest brother over there, and also family. Just a comment they are now bosses of these jobs they had. There is a certain part of me that thinks that this event is what lead to the complication we had as a family. Being the smallest didn't have the biggest advantages, I had no word in this but then again I didn’t even know what 2 times 2 is. I also like to think that this event later on in my life helps me grow more as a person. In the moment I think the only thing that mattered was the fact we moved together as a