The Baby

By Lazaro C.

I always wanted to know how it felt to take care of a baby. When I finally did, it turned out to be one of the hardest experiences of my life.

The day that I got the baby, I was nervous. For three days and two nights, I would learn how difficult it would be to take care of an artificial baby. I had a key attached to my wrist. I would have to put the key in the baby’s back whenever it cried. The baby cried randomly, so I had to stay close to it all the time. One good thing – the baby wasn’t real. If it was, my life would have been ruined.

The doll weighed about six or seven pounds. With the car seat, it was even heavier. Its head would roll back, so every time I picked it up, I would have to hold it by the head. If the head rolled back, a little computer inside of the doll would mark it as an abuse.

By the time I returned the baby, I was relieved. I could go back to my regular life without worrying about anything else. Even though I got a C, I learned a lot. This project made me think twice about when I would like to be a parent.