Special Delivery

The stork came to our home...and what a day it was...

Left Foot.  Right Foot.  Waddle left, waddle right. 

As I passed by the soft chenille, the fleece, and the linens, I couldn't help but ask myself why out of all days I chose JoAnne Fabrics as a time waster.  Especially when I looked over my shoulder to find Liv possessing the sudden urge to play baseball with huge hand fulls of spools-o-thread.  I didn't even care.  The bowling ball in my belly had my complete attention.  

I chose a couple of fabric pieces here and there for my various nesting projects and stood in the incredibly long line of ladies waiting for their yards of linens.  I was way out of place.  Martha Stewart and I could not be more polar opposite.  

Finally, it was my turn.

"Well this is cute fabric isn't it.  Whatcha' working on?"  I didn't answer the cute little lady that cuts in incredibly straight lines.  The smell of cotton and line of chatty women soon became muffled.  My heartbeat oh-so-harshly moved to my eardrum.  

What on earth was happening?  A conversation then carried on in my head, or maybe I spoke out loud.  I don't remember.  Oh dear.  Either I wet my pants, sat in Liv's Bug Juice in the car, or a mysterious liquid was running down my leg.  

"All righty, how much yardage?" the little gray-haired lady asked.

I'm pretty sure she noticed my wide-eyed confusion as I started to look down at my all white cargo pants.  

"Um, excuse ma'am, there's a long line.  How much yardage would you like?"

I looked up at her, leaned in closer, and asked her a simple question in what I thought was a whisper.  

"Uh, er, I have a question for you.  Have you ever had your water break?"

"Are you serious?  For real?  Oh geez!"

And just then, the line of Chatty-Patties suddenly fixed their attention to me.

"No way!"

"Can we take you to the hospital?"

"Stay calm!"

"Everything is fine!"

"Can we watch your child?"

I grabbed Liv's hand and headed towards the door, and instantly got my husband on the phone. I panicked.  He soothed.  And drove myself towards the hospital.  And that's when it hit me, my baby was coming.  And I cried like a child.

"It's okay mommy.  It's okay."  For once and probably not the last time, Liv was my comforter and a little more mature than me at the time.  I soon after called my brother and showed up on his door step, and thankfully, he drove me to the hospital.  

An epidural, one push, four hours, and many details later, my sweet little babe was born.  

 

I was emotional, and full of so much gratitude.  She was healthy, beautiful, and complete.  Another special little soul came to our home, and it was absolutely incredible.  

I'd like to introduce you to, 

Charli Mae Niu

July 2nd, 2009

7 lbs. 9 oz.

21 inches long

My sweet sister-in-law and brother, Brad and Erin, helped so much. And now to have my new sister-in-law Adrea there for the birth was so special. Thanks to all for the kind notes and phone calls. We couldn't be happier.

I truly love life.