I knew it even before it came out of Mum's mouth. I just knew it. James told me that she said the same thing 6 years ago. He told me that she acted all casual and said she had a big announcement to make and that Dad was blushing like mad. 

Then she said it. Gramps fainted on the floor, Granny started crying, Auntie Angelina and Fleur squealed and  Uncle Charlie clapped Dad on the back saying "He's done it again he's done it again!". 

My Mum was having another baby. James and I were the only ones left sitting down as the entire family crowded around Mum. Then James ran to give Mum and Dad hugs and I was left alone. I guess I'm stuck in the middle.

I felt a rush of emotions sad, mad, and most of all confused. I knew it was hard being the youngest child but it's even harder being the middle child. In fact the baby wasn't even born yet and I felt ignored. But I knew I would have to accept this new baby. ARRRRRRRRRRRGH!!! I wish that baby was never even in my life. I want to run away. I want to scream. But I cant. I just cant. I am so down.