My group of friends from college is truly my family. We started Freshman Year with 9 of us and added a couple along the way but we've stayed very close. Sometimes intrusively close...
When my roommate's best friend got married (both part of our group), I had no idea how much my life would change. She is AMAZING. We became very close over the past few years-almost like she's been a part of the group the whole time. I couldn't have found a better person for Thoth! Diana is extremely kindhearted, exceptionally bright, and crafty.
In August of last year, Diana told me she was pregnant. She was the first in our bunch to be pregnant. At 28, we're all kind of postponing that concept or preferring not to have children at all. Diana is very earthy about some stuff and they decided on using a birthing center instead of a hospital. For her, she didn't want to go to a hospital and her worst nightmare was having a c-section.
Tuesday morning, I got the news that she had gone into labor. My life was surging with happiness and worry. By 10pm, I received word that she was being taken to the hospital. My heart sank. What was wrong? Was Diana okay? Was Baby Diana okay? What if they both weren't okay? Would Thoth be okay? What was going on? Did she need me? A million little things swirled in my head and I had to stop myself from getting in the car and driving 5 hours in the middle of the night. I waited patiently by the phone for the next 8 hours checking every 30 minutes for some news. 6am rolled around and another friend texted to say mom and baby were fine. Baby Diana was born healthy and no c-section.
I've never been an excessively obsessive worrier. Things will happen like they are suppose to but this was not the plan. And now, everything has changed. Diana emailed me at noon that day with a picture of Baby Diana and she was lovely. I can sleep again. I work with newborns all the time but this one is different. She's my Diana's newborn. Now my group from college have started having babies.
I know what my 12 year old self would tell me,but what do I want to tell this innoccent creature? She's got a world ahead of her and I want her to live it with no fear. She can do amazing things. She doesn't have to worry about money or politics or work or in laws or siblings. She gets to be a child.
Just like I should have learned as a child, love yourself no matter what you look like or how ugly you may feel. She's beautiful and I know at some point in my life 28 years ago, several people felt that way about me. And they're right. I am beautiful. I just hope I never talk about weight to Baby Diana cause she should never worry. She's just perfect no matter what...she's perfect.
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