Dear Sona:
It’s 10:49 PM. Today, at around 2:00, while at an OB appointment, our doctor told us to go across the street and check into labor and delivery. “Let’s have a baby!” she said. So, here we are.
You’re sleeping a bit, while you can, and you told me to get some sleep, too. I probably should, but I can’t. Instead, I’m writing to you.
This afternoon, at 2:30, we got placed into a room. At around 3:00, the resident confirmed that your “bag was about to burst.” At 7:45, you got an epidural. Now, you’ve been on a Pitocin drip for nearly an hour in hopes that this whole thing moves along.
It looks like we’re going to have a 7/31 baby. Since that’s the birthday of one of my favorite people in the whole world (shout out, Stephanie!) and Harry Potter, too, apparently, I think that sounds pretty dang good.
But for the past 8 hours, we’ve been in this little hospital room, waiting for our second little boy. Judging by your on-again, off-again labor, he’s clearly going to be another stubborn Leo, but we’ve grown to love that characteristic in our first Leo boy, and I’m sure we’ll love it in this one, too.
While we’ve sat here, waiting, we haven’t turned on the TV or watched videos on our phones, we’ve just talked. We’ve been so calm. You’ve been so calm. (Before we got here, we weren’t so calm. I was frustrated that we had decided to wash all of the couch cushion covers the night before we thought you might go into labor, and you were vacuuming furiously–right up until the second we had to leave the house.) We need to be better about that.
But since we’ve been here, we’ve been a team; we’ve been at our very best. “I don’t think we’ve talked this much in years,” you said a little earlier. “And we probably won’t ever get the chance to talk this much again,” I replied.
I’ll do better with that, I promise.
Right now, though, before life gets really busy and we are so tired that we can’t even function and before you feel like a “milk cow” and we are both completely overwhelmed with caring for our newborn and our toddler and juggling the 10,000 things that all moms have to juggle, I just want to say: thank you for being my partner throughout all of this, and thank you for giving me these boys.
I love you–and our little Leos–more than you will ever, ever know. I wouldn’t want to do this life with anyone else.
xox–D
Dawwwww. What a beautiful post – thank you so much for sharing. This will be a wonderful memory when you look back.
I’ve been following your insta all night (in the UK that is). When I woke you guys were the first thing I checked on. Talk about stubborn, I thought they would have arrived already!
Wishing you all the very best, Mama’s! X