AP English Literature
15 September 2017
When I was in kindergarten, my teacher asked my class what we wanted to be when we were older. At five most girls chose to be a princess or a school teacher, but I chose to be a doctor. My teacher was shocked but happy that I wanted to be such an extraordinary thing for a five-year-old. Ever since then I have always wanted to pursue a career in the medical field. From a veterinarian to a surgeon, my end goal has changed multiple times throughout my life; however, recently something beautiful happened to me, something that put me on my current track, the birth of Jaxon – my new baby brother.
It seemed like a dreadful day. I woke up at three o’clock in the morning to drive to my parents, who stayed in the hospital overnight. Dragging myself out of bed, I got ready to leave for Foley, Alabama. The drive over seemed like it took forever, like waiting in line for that one amazing roller coaster everyone wants to ride on. I hopped out of the car and sleepily dragged myself to the room my mother was placed in. My mom was wide awake and ready to have her son come to the world. Seeing the look on her face, brightened my mood and I finally was ready to see my baby brother.
The anticipation was killing me and I was more than ready for this new adventure. I know my mom was in pain, but it seemed as if she was still happy as a clam. A nurse came in the door and confirmed that my mom was ready to give birth to Jaxon. I was very unsure about what to think about seeing my mom give birth. I was nervous that something might go wrong or maybe it was just the fact that...