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Submitted by freefortermpapers on 06/24/2008 03:00 PM
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A Son
Oriana Aguilar
Composition 1
Unit 3 Narrative Essay
My son is fun and interesting. When he was an infant I never guessed he could turn out to be such a great little boy. As an infant all he did was sleep, eat and cry of course, that's what babies do. I loved him so much but never thought he would grow up. He did and now I wish he would stop growing up, funny how that works.
When he was born I was so happy, I forgot about the nine hours of labor and just felt an overwhelming sense of love. When he got home he was eating so much 8 ounce bottles of formula. It seemed so hard at the time. Having to get up every two hours, I hardly ever got any sleep. I got used to it though. It just became a routine, part of my life.
At about 2 months he got really sick and could not keep anything down not even water. I had to take him into the hospital and they had to give him an I.V. and keep him in the hospital over night. I was really sad; it was hard for me to see him go through that. I thought that I was doing something wrong and that's why he got sick. I was even more careful then before with everything. I washed everything even if it did not need to be washed, I cleaned his hands and made sure he never put anything that was on the floor or anywhere but his bed in his mouth. I was driving myself crazy. I finally let that go and realized that I did not have to be that bad with things and sometimes kids just get sick you can't do anything about it.
He started to make such big mile stones. Like laughing, that was great it was so unexpected. I was folding clothes one afternoon and he was lying in his play pin I turned around and looked in there and made a funny face he started laughing so hard it was great.
He then started to sit up and try to crawl that was so funny. He would lie on his tummy and scoot across the floor. When he finally learned how to crawl he went right for the stairs. He was everywhere the he...
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