Do you remember this post? And this girl?
The story: This is a first for me. Peers have had babies before, but they were just peers. Amy is a best bud. So, to be honest, I had no idea what to expect when it came to adding another to this family that I love so dearly. How was I going to feel about this new life? Would I hold it in high regard as I would one of my own, or would I see it as a distraction — merely something new to the mix of ‘X ‘n Amy’? These were the questions floating around my head until Mr. & Mrs. Soontobeparents asked me to assist with the labor and delivery of their little girl. Um…yes, please?
So, at 4:30 in the morning, on October 20, 2009 I got a phone call. Hospital. Labor. Cm’on down. South, I drove (an hour, btw) and arrived to find Amy in back labor and Keith as serious as serious gets. After a few contractions, I was given a job. Praise the Lord. I don’t think I could have handled just watching it all much longer. A few hours later, after much pain, yelling, caressing of hair and gentle suggestions to breathe, Tuscany Grace graced the world. I sobbed. Seeing that blue baby covered in that cottage cheese stuff (sorry guys!) was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. After giving birth to her toddler (um…she’s huge), Amy was wisked away to the OR to get “cleaned up”. I cried some more as I watched the nurses clean Tuscany and listened to Keith call the family. It was the most emotionally rewarding day I have ever experienced; who knew that such joy could come from hours of such anguish?
I used to think proud aunts and uncles were odd. “It’s just your sister’s baby, get over it,” is what went through my mind when new photos of babies and toddlers and small children would be shown on cell phones. But I get it now. She’s not technically my niece, but she might as well be. I helped bring her into this world.