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My mom called me today and told me that she went with one of her pregnant friends to the hospital today. Her friend is going to have a baby in a couple months, so they had to get all the paperwork done at the hospital. While my mom's friend was doing that, my mom decided to take Zak (my little brother) and his friend, Caleb to the nursery. Zakkary started asking which baby was his and which baby was waiting for him. And my mom had to tell him that they weren't getting a baby today. Although he was really bummed out, he said that he knew he couldn't get one today because he didn't have anything ready for the baby. Afterwards, when they went to the store, he went to the baby section and started putting baby clothes in the basket. My mom asked what he was doing. He told her that he was getting everything ready for his baby and that he still needed to get shampoo. My mom finally had to explain to him that he can't have a baby. He asked her why and explained that all of his friends in the neighborhood had baby brothers..so his turn was next. My mom said that she didn't even know what to say. When she was telling me this, I wanted to cry. I grew up with two brothers and I hated it. I wanted to be an only child. Poor Zak is basically growing up as an only child since my brothers and I don't live at home anymore, and all he wants is a baby.