

As a kid, I was forever asking my parents for a baby brother. Being the youngest in a family with two older sisters, I couldn’t seem to get the idea of having a little human to play with out of my head.
But the answer from my mum would always be the same: “No more babies, Dad and I are done.” Fair enough, I would think. My mum became a mother when she had my older sister at the age of 20 and had me, the baby of the family, at 29.
Still, while I wouldn’t trade my older sisters for anything, I always wondered what it would have been like if I had a sibling closer to my age. Someone who I could play with, someone who I could boss around, someone who I could rumble with and make mud pies in the backyard out of dirt with (as was a particularly favoured activity of mine).
That’s why when I spoke to 17-year-old Esther Williams, I could relate so deeply to the fact that she, along with her two biological brothers, Elias, 13 and Aaron, 11, also always wanted a little brother or sister.
Esther (left) always wanted a younger sibling. Images: supplied, iStock.
This idea of a younger sibling became the springboard for a conversation that the Williams' children had with their mum, Christina, and dad, Kayode almost two years ago. Esther recalls being around 14 or 15 years old when the suggestion of becoming a foster family first took place.
“We talked about it before and we were really keen on it,” she said. “We thought that the idea of fostering would be good because we could invite other little kids into our home and it would be really rewarding as a family.”