Syrah had baby number 2 tonight (just a week late!) and she and baby girl (and daddy and big brother) are all amazing. The hospital she gave birth at had some pretty strict swine flu restrictions for visitors in labor and delivery, so up until the very last minute I didn’t think I was going to be able to see her and meet the new addition until they got home. My heart was broken over that fact. I didn’t live here yet when V was born (I arrived 3 days late for a little over a week of bonding time before heading back to S.D. My first trip to the AK, and the first time I thought I could actually move here!), I was really looking forward to being a part of little E.K. coming into the world, and hated the idea that I couldn't be. So when I got the call that some of the restrictions had been lifted and I could come, I literally threw a hoodie on over my painting clothes (I had just been getting ready to finish off the bathroom), put on my flip flops (in the middle of winter, but there was no way I was messing with socks) and ran out the door! I slipped and fell in the parking lot (my first fall this winter) and I’m pretty sure I pulled a stitch somewhere deep inside of me, but who cares, I got to meet a little piece of perfection on her birthday (and if my insides aren’t healed up yet [a month after surgery], then my klutzy ass was bound to pull something at some point!)
I am so proud of my best friend. She is strong and beautiful (never more beautiful than she was tonight) and so amazing at this mommy gig. I only hope that one day I can be as big a rock star as she is. I thought tonight would be a hard night for me. I was prepared for the jealousy that has plagued me Syrah’s entire pregnancy (the jealousy that has made me feel so guilty and undeserving of her friendship and patience), and I admit that when I got the news that E.K. was here, I cried good and hard for a few minutes (an uncontrollable, selfish, painful cry for everything I felt I was owed and may never have), but when I saw that little girl, all I had was love. My best deserves this beautiful family, and you know what? I do too. I will have this, my time will come. Right now though, it's her turn, and if anyone deserves the perfection she was gifted with tonight, it's Syrah and her hubby. All that matters now is that there is another little person in this world for me to love. If she winds up meaning even half as much to me as her big brother, she will be such a light and a blessing in my life. I am thankful every day for Syrah and the parts of her life she shares so selflessly with me. I cannot wait for the day when I have blessings to share with her, and she is the one sitting on my bed admiring my new addition.
Today was a good day.
ADSPACE
