Seven years ago today, in the middle of a big city, a small house was bustling with people and excitement. As the hours ticked by, the suspense could be felt in the air, until finally a hush spread through every room and there was a feeling of something miraculous about to take place. And then, a baby boy was born into a pool of warm water, hardly waking up enough to realize what had happened.
Surrounded by the rest of the family, I sat on the bed and watched my brother come into the world.
It was amazing. And although a little sister was what I wanted more than anything, the moment John was born, I knew another little boy was just what we needed.