About that time, Andy poked his head in my room and upon discovering I was awake, made a bee-line right to the bed, inevitably launching himself mid-run and landing on my stomach like every single morning lately. We snuggled with each other in our pajamas on my fluffy bed, savoring the calmness and stillness of "just us." I attempted to prepare my mind, like I had so many times over the past month, to the reality of being a mom to another baby....something I'd dreamed about for over three years. To make my dreams even sweeter, it was a baby girl....something that had been #1 on my bucket list since I was 16: Have a baby girl. Part of me still couldn't comprehend it was happening, part of me still remained "guarded" knowing that until termination took place everything could change, and part of me was wildly excited. "Soak up this moment now, by this time next week, you could be completely sleep deprived, covered in poop and puke, and rocking a newborn baby girl!!!" At that second, nothing seemed to top that thought.
Then the phone rang. (Dun, dun, dun)
And it was D. (Dun, dun, dun, dun)
Yeah, when does ANYTHING ever happen like expected? Seriously? A.'s water broke around 6:00 am, so they were headed to the hospital. And with that one sentence, the calm, peaceful, slightly fluttering of my heart jumped, then proceeded to switch rhythms to superventricular tachycardia! From that second, continuing months, life was a chaotic blur. And it was AWESOME!
Andy was dropped off at my sisters as JJ and I sped to the hospital. We met A. and D. there, got her settled, and geared up for a day of unknowns. By noon, A. was having pretty steady contractions, but not really dilated. By 4:00 pm, she was dilated to a 4 and had chosen to have an epidural. About that time, JJ decided to stay out in the waiting room. Around 6:00 pm, he ran to Café Rio to grab everyone some food and we hung out in the waiting room to give A, D, and Nana V some time to themselves. Shortly thereafter, D. came out to let me know that they'd come to check A. again and it was time to push! Wowzers!
As I held A's foot while she pushed, I saw a little tuft of brown hair. Little by little, more and more of Olivia came into view. I kept thinking, "How is A. DOING this?!" I've never, to this day, witness anything more amazing. Then suddenly, she was born. At 7:52 pm, a beautiful, dark haired, voraciously HUNGRY little girl was born. She was 7 lbs., 21 inches long, and awe-inspiring.
Daddy, Mommy, and Andy