Today, our lives change forever. It has been a long journey and yet we are just getting started. It is both the beginning and the end. It is not a dot but rather a dot, dot, dot. Blah, blah, blah - you're all omniscient, you get the picture.
Today, I ask/implore/beseech you to watch over The Saint closely. Let the medical staff be alert, focused and ready to offer their best care to her. Please keep her as pain free as possible. Let the delivery be safe but swift. If she can keep control of her bodily functions, I am sure she'd appreciate it but I don't want to overstep. Most importantly, please return her to me healthy and ready for the next segment of our lives as a family of four. (Somebody has to start making healthy meals again.)
Please also watch over Cooper and Andrew. May they be slippery enough to slide out easily but not so slippery that the doctor drops them. Let them be healthy, happy, smart and cute, pretty much in that order but an equal abundance of all. Please do not let them poo right when the doctor holds them up for I will surely laugh long and hard. I suspect this would not go over well with The Saint.
Finally, please hold me up in the palms of your hands. Literally. I am scared shitless right now and seriously afraid I am going to pass out at any moment. I don't like needles, so I am thinking witnessing major surgery is not going to go over well. Please let me keep my breakfast down and my head up.
Amen/Blessings/Shalom/Asalamalakum/Peace Out
- The 2nd Mommy
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