Hello guys good day to you all. Moments are cherished in the heart, so It is quite easy to remember. One moment I can't forget was the first day I looked into my sister's eye and carried her in my arms.
When my mother was about two weeks pregnant my father called us I and my elder brother and announced the news to us in his words "your mom is two weeks pregnant, I would advise you to join hands with me so as to make her pregnancy a peaceful one and delivery safest as can be."
We were excited because our long expected baby has arrived. We did our possible best during the pregnancy, it was hard though but we made it through.
Our mind where not at rest most especially when it was time for the delivery. On the 29th of February 2015 at exactly 05:07pm my mom started feeling sharp pains around her stomach. She was rushed to the hospital for check up that was when we were told the baby is about to come to the world. They were about two doctors and a nurse who were with her and my father also. At ten minutes past ten my father called his sister to come, carry us home. It was late and he was stressed beyond depths so we refused to argue over it.
Early the next day, we woke our aunt so we can prepare to go to the hospital before we miss the good moments. On our way she told us our mother has put to bed, this news really put my make me excited.
When my aunt arrived at the hospital we dashed into the ward my mum was admitted to. We were asked not to wake the mother of the child so they both can rest, when they woke up every body has their turns in carrying the baby. When it was my turn to carry she was placed gently on my arms when I looked into her dark brown eyes I was highly moved on that spot I named her patience because everyone patiently waited for her to come.
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