The most tiring week of my life<3

At eight years old this little girl was the mom of the house. She would take care of a five month old baby, a four year old, a five year old, a seven year old, cook, and clean the clothes. Of course this was way too much for her and the baby was not getting the care she needed. So ever since I was 10 years old I’ve loved little babies, just like any girl of that age. But I never took care of them long enough to find out what a big responsibility they are. I would hold them, feed them, and occasionally change their diapers, but nothing like I’ve been through this last week. Jostina weighed 5 pounds at 5 months old. She was a tiny baby, the size of a newborn. I constantly had my hands full when I was taking care of her and trying to get school done too, but it all paid off. She gained a lot of weight, hair, and can now hold her head up by herself. Even though she had a rough five month life she was constantly smiling and laughing. In the night my dad would take care of her so I could get some sleep. And then in the day time I would take care of her, and attempt to get school done. I fell pretty behind in school that week. But one of the hardest parts of taking care of her is that we didn’t have diapers for babies. In the clinic we found a ton of adult diapers, but we didn’t have any ones for Jostina. So what we ended up having to do was cutting the diapers to make them fit her and then tape it around her. This really wasn’t the easiest kind of diapers for her, but it was better than nothing. That was a very tiring week, but it really taught me responsibility and I loved every minute of it…okay that was a lie not every minute, but it was worth it.