Baby Watch

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We are on Baby Watch 2014! Here in Los Angeles, they have a habit of making a huge deal out of things on the news. Every time there is so much as the suggestion that we might get a few sprinkles, it becomes a lead story, with a headline like “Storm Watch 2014!” There are dramatic updates at every turn, and life as we know it stands still. My nephew, Cody, is soon to become a father for the first time, and we are all eagerly awaiting the birth of his daughter. It brings back memories of when we were waiting for him to be born. He was a month late! Let me explain.

My sister Megan and brother in-law Dave had been through years of trying to have a baby when they decided to adopt. There were a few false starts with sure things falling through, and other sure things that sounded too good to be true and were, therefore being decided against. My son was having his fourth birthday, and Megan and Dave came down to celebrate with us. They were the greatest aunt and uncle to him, and never once stopped to despair over all that they were dealing with. We had a fun weekend that centered around Nick and his party. When they returned home from that visit, they received THE call.

There was a birth mother who had seen their profile, and she wanted to meet with them. She was due to give birth at any second. Once again, it sounded too good to be true, but they met with her and there was an instant connection. They all agreed this was a match and it appeared that they could become parents any day! This became our first real baby watch. My entire family was thrilled, and my sister Sari and I, as well as Nick of course, were  lucky enough to be able to go up to Northern California to wait with them.

Megan accompanied the birthmother to her next doctor appointment and they were told it would probably be one more week. We didn’t know if the baby was a boy or a girl, but we painted the nursery a neutral color and excitedly waited to see if it would be Cody or Caitlyn. Nick was as invested as we were, and thoroughly enjoyed getting to be with his favorite people, while anticipating the arrival of his new cousin.

The next doctor appointment came back with the same news, it could be another week. I’m not sure if it was that week or later, but there was a period of time when no one could get ahold of the birthmother, and a fearful panic overtook us all. I cannot even begin to explain how terrifying that time was, but she returned, and we all slowly exhaled. Another visit to the doctor, and again we were told, soon.

In the end, Cody was a month late, if in fact he had truly been due when his birthmother had thought he was. When he finally emerged, however, it was one of the most joyous moments in all of our lives. He has been everything any of us could have imagined and more, and now he will continue the cycle.

Life has become more complicated here in 2014,  and we can’t just drop everything to go up north until we know this baby is really on her way, but the waiting is driving us all crazy. My girls are texting me from school, asking if I’ve heard anything and if it is time to go. We all wish it were, but we also don’t trust this baby not to take her sweet time just like her daddy did. One thing is for certain, though; she will be welcomed into our world with as much love and joy as her father was.

So here we sit, anxiously awaiting her arrival, stuck indefinitely on Baby Watch 2014!


About bridgetstraub

Author, Artist & Mom. First novel "Searching for My Wand" was published in December 2011
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2 Responses to Baby Watch

  1. bethany says:

    yay!! what fun :).

  2. baby watch!!!! whoo hoo, so exciting, can;t wait for the big announcement. I love the stork by the way. Thank you for joining the fun and sharing your sweet blog at the Thursday Favorite Things blog hop ♥

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