Personal Narrative: When I Wait To Grow Up

We all can't wait to grow up when we're young. The world is filled with all this possibility and wonder. I've been told ever since I was little that the world is my oyster; in other words, the world was completely opened to me and I could be anything I put my mind to. So I just couldn't wait to grow up. Being an adult seemed awesome and I wanted to skip over the kid stage and get to my life, start living and taking care of myself. I thought I knew it all and I was ready to prove it. I had this idea, this grand picture that I had painted in my mind of life and how it should turn out. I thought I knew it all, until the day that suddenly I didn't. They tell you to be careful what you wish for because you just might get it. Life decided it was
The being pregnant part was actually really awesome. I was hungry all the time and got to eat pretty much anything and everything to my hearts content. I was always sleepy but best of all never did I get nauseous, which oh my gosh I was so happy for! You get to go to the doctor ALOT and the list of the things you can do is a short story compared to the novel that is the list of things you cant do. The very first feelings you feel of the baby moving feels like you have butterflies in your stomach and getting to hear the heart beat, now that is one of the best sounds in the world. I read What to Expect When You're Expecting like it was the bible. It tells you everything about the baby, their progress, what they look like at each stage and I was obsessed with it. At about five months that's when you get to find out the sex. That was the day I couldn't wait for. I wanted a girl so bad! I tried hard not to get my hopes up. Don't get me wrong I would love my child either way, but ever since that first day, that second line I couldn't stop thinking the word girl, girl, GIRL! I knew it, even though I told myself I didn't. My heart sank at first when the ultra sound nurse said “Do you see these three dots?” I instantly thought “okay cool its a boy, good thing I still have time to pick out a name” but as the nurse went on she said “congratulations your having a girl.” My mom who was with me just exploded into pure excitement, she had her three grandsons now the first granddaughter, and me, well I felt like I won the lottery. Picking out a name was also pretty easy seeing as how I already picked it out when I was 15, Riley, after my grandfather. I never got to meet him but I've always heard what an amazing person he was and I was in love with his name, but I had to make it its own so I decided to spell it Rylee. After that its pretty much 4 long fat months of you putting baby furniture together, buying clothes,