Descriptive Essay About My Family

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When people first glance at my family their jaw slightly drops and the question, “How many siblings do you have?” shortly follows. I respond with a smile on my face, “I have six siblings, five sisters and one brother.” Even though they can get crazy, I love them more than anything, and I would not trade them for the world. But back in 2011, my answer to the same question was slightly different, as there was one less sister. On June 20, 2012, Madison Grace Christensen was born and completed our not-so-small family. It was one of those sunny Winter days when the snow glistened like morning dew. One of those days when after church the family would do absolutely nothing besides relax in the living room and soak up the sun that streamed through …show more content…

The walls were a nasty pale rose color filled with marks all over it from the baby carts that would scratch up against them. In the bed I saw my mom, her face was pale, her hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, and her face was without makeup. But her smile was still as bright as ever as she looked down at the baby in her arms. My mom passed Madison around the room, and everyone took their turn holding her, besides me. Everyone had their full attention on Madison which made me mad because no one was paying attention to me. What was the big deal with a new born baby anyways?! My mom wanted a picture of me holding Maddy, so I put a fake smile on and held the little thing. When I looked down at her, her eyelids were closed ever so gently. As they slowly crept open her dark blue eyes stared back at me. Her thin dark hair was covered with a pink hat, her delicate skin was a soft rose color, and her chubby little cheeks squished up against her eyes. I could feel my eyes start to tear up, not because I was mad and not because I was not getting the attention, but because I realized how precious she was. I felt bad for all the terrible thoughts I ever thought about her. I swore to myself to never think like that again. My mom smiled at me as I gently handed Madison back to her. I knew that my mom will still love me as much as she always had, and she will never forget about

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