I thought you were going to be a boy.
Everybody did.
Except Grandma.
She said that as soon as she got off the plane in Cape Town and saw that I was carrying you all tight and compact in the front, she thought you were a girl. She said she had carried me and my sister exactly the same way.
The day before you were born, I wondered what we would do the next day. We didn’t have any plans except to wait for you, and your due date was still three days away.
But I woke up before five that Tuesday morning and thought I was having indigestion. After a while enduring the discomfort, I woke your dad and told him I thought I was in labor. He said, “Okay,” and carried on snoring.
I rolled over and tried to sleep some more, but it hurt too much, so I said I thought we should go for a walk, like our doctor friend had suggested. She had said if the contractions continued even during a walk, then it was probably for real.
They did.
We walked through the neighborhood in the dark in our bath robes and had to stop every few minutes so I could double over from the intensity of the contractions.
Back home, I insisted on washing my hair. Who knew how long it would be before I could wash my hair again?
So I woke Grandma then showered in spurts, holding the wall during the contractions and then and off we went to the hospital.
You took your sweet time — twelve hours — before you got sick of the effort and panicked the doctors into cutting me open to get you out.
And then there you were — our beautiful girl.
Speaking of birth stories, remember how I told you about the Surprised by Motherhood book club over at Lisa-Jo Baker’s? Well this is the sixth and final week, and I had the privilege of chatting with Lisa-Jo and September McCarthy about chapters 12 and 13 .. one of which includes a birth story.
You can find links to all of the videos by clicking here.
In the video below, we chat about what it’s like to mother a daughter and how we’ve seen God’s love through parenting.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c4nty-Bg8l8&feature=youtu.be
This is Day 15 of 31 Days of Life in South Africa. Each of the posts in this series has been written as a five-minute free write. Check out the others who are also doing 31 Days of Five Minute Free Writes by clicking here.
This is beautiful, Kate! How old is your daughter now? I like the photos. She looks so cute, and I like the closeup shots of her hands.
She’s already NINE, Melissa!! I can’t believe it! My sister made this photo montage shortly after she was born. So special!
I know what you mean about disbelief. I remember the first moment I saw my son, and next week he’ll be 17!