"I can still remember when I was five, some 30 years ago, and my mom was having a baby. I sat alone in the hospital waiting room for what seemed like years. I wasn't sure where my parents were‚Äîonly that they were somewhere in that vast maze of rooms. Eventually, the nurses brought me back behind their station to read books until my dad finally came to report the news: I had become a big sister. Mystically, magically—poof!—I had a brother. Neither of my parents had considered including me in my brother's birth. Even if they had, the hospital would not have allowed it. Fortunately, things have changed since then, and my husband, Bruce, and I were able to include our two sons in the birth of their sister."
Excerpt from "Welcome to the World, Sister!" by Joy Rose-Larsen