What a day.
It started very early. The mister couldn't sleep so I couldn't sleep and Tall Girl woke up early as well. It was super dark but 6 am. We did what any (almost) normal family would do: went out for pancakes.
There's a highly rated pancake place on yelp around these parts and it opens at 6. Why not, I said?
Cinnamon apple sour cream blintzes. Buttermilk pancakes topped with strawberries and whipped cream. Belgian waffle covered in blueberry syrup. And bacon bacon bacon. Coffee? Yes please, keep it coming.* Bendy straws in apple juice. Our little family of three having fun.
It was exactly what the doctor ordered.
The day passed in a blur. I tried to wrap up work and wash the sheets. The mister tried to work as much as possible. We were on dueling conference calls at the large table out on our deck overlooking our lake. The sun was so bright I couldn't see my screen but it was the only place with a decent signal today.
Sydney was also finishing up work. We texted and arranged to meet for dessert at our place tonight.
I've given up trying to bake special things in this kitchen so we loaded up the car and drove to a local bakery. I got a call from our lawyer saying biograndma is trying to social engineer her way into information that should require HIPPA waivers. Not cool.
Tall Girl was just amazing, as always. All of a sudden she started with the "whys". I think we hit 10 in row. We are seriously in trouble if this is already starting at 2 years and 2 weeks.
In the car on the way to the bakery we talked about tomorrow. We told we would get to meet baby boy tomorrow. That Sydney would give birth and he'd no longer be in her baby. She was quiet and serious. Then she said "I sing a song to baby". That's my musical girl. She wants to sing Twinkle Twinkle and Happy Birthday. She practiced both a lot in the car. The mister and I held hands tightly while we also fought back tears.
She picked out a cherry pie for all of us for dessert.
Sydney and her mom came over. After we finished pie, Sydney showed Tall Girl baby boy's ultrasound photo that's her screensaver. Sydney pointed out his arms and head and face. Tall Girl said "Beautiful baby...so beautiful".
I remember all those incredibly dark days. Were they worth it? Every single one of them. Because they brought all these people into my life. My heart is so incredibly full.
Please think good thoughts for Sydney tomorrow. Wish her an easy labor and peaceful time with her baby boy. She's a very brave strong woman who deserves the best possible time of it.
Edited to add: I just looked at my watch. It's early in the morning in Cape Town. Pamplemousse and the Heed Banger are there and have a big day ahead of them as well. Think good thoughts for them too, mkay? And she has the nerve to tell me she's glad to see me blogging again but not take up the keyboard herself! Perhaps a few nudges are in order...
*Not 4 words that fit the spirit of the meme but we read Julie's fb status today while we were downing coffee like it was going out of style. Much coffee was lost snorting to certain comments.