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Very few times in my life do I remember being faced with such terror. I am not a wimpy person by any stretch of the imagination, in fact I find myself to be quite daring. I?ve gone head to head (or better said, head to wood) with a baseball bat at age ten, once went down the ?Giant Steps? ski-slope in a air-tube, and maybe most daring of all, asked the absolutely stunning Robyn Hawkins out for ice cream. Fear never has been a large inhibitor in my life, except for that fateful day. I can vividly remember the sheer horror and cold chills that rushed through me as I knelt beside my mother, her with wet wipes in hand, as she said to me, ?Blair, you?re getting pretty big, you know. Why don?t you change your little sister?s diaper.? Looking at my mother I knew that my time of avoiding my first changing of a diaper was over. There I knelt, 7 years old and facing the most terrifying trial in any young persons life. Being the second child of ten kids, this fearful first time diaper experience was repeated many times after mine by others in my family. Along with that, our reminiscing conversations have many times touched on this touchy subject. One sister comparing that single event to be comparable to the fear of her weddin