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Growing Up I Was An Only Child

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Jaidin Couchman Growing up I was an only child, but I remember always wishing that I had an older sibling or was born a twin or that maybe someday I would be a big sister myself. My Aunt Sherry lived close by while my cousin Morgan, who is eight months older than I, and myself grew up and we were extremely close;, she still feels more like my younger but older sister to this day. When we were five and six years old my Aunt Sherry had fraternal twins, a girl and a boy, Macey and Collin. Now I felt that I had three siblings. Come the third grade, when Morgan and I were eight and nine years old, my Aunt Sherry moved to Indiana taking my cousins with her. I had never wanted siblings as much as I did at this point.
Two years had passed and I was now in the fifth grade. Still no siblings, but my mom did babysit at home, which gave me the opportunity to help out and feel as though I had younger siblings again. One day after school my mom and dad were waiting for me in the car outside of Denkmann Elementary School. I ran out to the car and opened my door and sitting on the center console of the back seat there was a pregnancy test that read positive. I knew my parents had been trying, but they had never been able to conceive. It took me a second to process what I was seeing, but once I did I began to shake with excitement. I was finally going to have a sibling of my own.
We were busy in the months leading up my little sister’s birth. We were moving from Rock Island to Davenport,

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