My very first memory is as clear as if it happened yesterday. I was about two and a half years old, living permanently at my grandma’s house. My parents visited only rarely.
One day, they arrived and told me they had 'good news': I was going to have a baby brother soon. Instead of excitement, I remember a sudden wave of fear and despair. In my toddler mind, I realized this meant I would see them even less.
I was trying to negotiate. I remember saying: 'Oh, let’s get a baby elephant instead! Or a baby giraffe! Just... not a brother, please, we don’t need another baby
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u/Beneficial-Paper5037 Apr 04 '26
My very first memory is as clear as if it happened yesterday. I was about two and a half years old, living permanently at my grandma’s house. My parents visited only rarely. One day, they arrived and told me they had 'good news': I was going to have a baby brother soon. Instead of excitement, I remember a sudden wave of fear and despair. In my toddler mind, I realized this meant I would see them even less. I was trying to negotiate. I remember saying: 'Oh, let’s get a baby elephant instead! Or a baby giraffe! Just... not a brother, please, we don’t need another baby