Patience

Good things come to those who wait.
This too shall pass
No baby can ever replace another, every single baby is unique and precious, some are born and others aren't, any child that is born following a child that died isn't a replacement, they are just a longed for sibling and a gift to their family

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14. Pregnancy

December 2026  

Fred’s POV

I wake up on Christmas morning to the smell of bacon frying and coffee brewing and Christmas music playing. I tie my robe around my waist and slip my feet into my slippers and walk downstairs. I walk into the kitchen and instead of my wife there’s a cup of coffee for me. I grab my coffee cup and drink it as I walk into the living room.

The Christmas tree, the stockings, the presents under the tree and a note waiting for me. I take the note and read it.

“Meet me in the nursery, love Lana.”

I walk up the stairs and push open the nursery door. All the pink hits me hard. I find Lana in her black robe straightening everything up. She straightens the pillows, fluffs up the stuffed animals. Gets all the wrinkles out of the blankets and sheets. We painted this room four years ago and maybe one day it would get some use out of it.

“Why are we in here?”

“I wanted to give you something.”

“Can’t it wait until present time under the tree and your mother gets here?”

“No... Mom will find out when she opens her present. These six losses have been building up to this moment.”

Lana reaches into the crib and pulls out a big box wrapped in Christmas paper and all tied up with a bow. I read the inscription.

“Dear Daddy, we’re in Heaven watching you and we know what’s inside. We love you Daddy, all six of us do. Lana, this is sweet what’s inside the box?”

“Open it and find out.”

I sit down on the floor and Lana sits beside me. She rests her chin on my shoulder as I unwrap the huge box. I open the box and find inside another box, then another, then another. Five boxes later there’s a sixth box and on the sixth box is the name Hope. I open the sixth box and find a seventh box. I turn to Lana and she explains.

“The wrapping paper is me. Each box represents a child we’ve lost. Now, open the last one.”

I open the last box and hold up a pregnancy test then I read it. It’s positive. Lana beams with radiance. I pick her up and kiss her with passion. She wipes away my tears and the doorbell rings.

“Must be Deena and Mama. Let’s go. Shush don’t tell.”

“What did you get your mom?”

“A shirt that says “Six angel grandkids up in Heaven and the seventh one is on the way and here to stay.”

“What about for your sister?”

“It says “Coolest Aunt Ever.”

“Are we really having baby number seven?”
       “Yes Fred, we are having baby seven.”
       Lana and I walk downstairs to open the door. The family greets each other and the four of us pile into the living room to open presents.

“Mom…Deena. I want you to open your presents from me at the same time.”

Lana hands her sister and mother both a package wrapped in rainbow paper. Deena and Delores both rip open the paper at the same time and then scream at the same time.

“YOU’RE PREGNANT?”
“Yes, we’re having a baby.”

“How far along are you?”

“Don’t know.”

“Sis are you sure this one isn’t going to end...”

“Deena, I’m 1000% positive that you’re going to have a niece or nephew you can actually hold that’s alive and breathing. Unlike Hope who was stillborn.”

Delores hugs her daughter and we all go into the dining room to sit down and enjoy our Christmas breakfast. All throughout breakfast Lana just stares at me and smiles at me. Underneath the table she squeezes my hand.

“What are you going to name the baby when it’s born?”

“If it’s a girl we can’t name her Hope but we can name her Alaina Grace. If it’s a boy Fred wants to name him…”

“Henry Matthew Diblasio.”

“So, Alaina Grace or Henry Matthew? What do you want?”

“Mom, I’ve been wanting a little girl since I was three. I’ve been wanting a girl since Hope. Fred and I will be happy with whatever the good Lord up above in Heaven blesses us with. Our baby will know that it has six siblings up in Heaven protecting it and watching over it. In the nursery, we’re going to paint a beautiful rainbow. The sixth color will have Hope’s name and the seventh color will have either Alaina or Henry on it in white.”

“Sis that’s beautiful. I can’t wait for a niece or a nephew and Mom can’t wait for a grandson or granddaughter.”

“No, I can’t because I’m going to spoil my grandbaby rotten. That little miracle is going to be spoiled rotten. I love the fact that I have seven grandbabies from you but I can’t wait to see this one.”

“We can’t wait either Mom. We’ve been wanting a baby since we got married.”

“Good things come to those who have patience. Patience in the key for anything. Patience is the most magical trait anyone could have. Even though magic’s not real. Patience brings miracles.”

When the day ends Lana bids her sister and mother goodbye, and we go upstairs to paint the rainbow on the wall.

“Should we paint the rainbow on the wall now or wait until we know the gender?”

“I think we should wait. I’m tired let’s go to bed.”

“Okay.”

Lana changes into her pajamas and climbs into bed next to me.

“Fred, we’re finally having our baby. We’re finally going to be parents.”

“I know. I love you Lana.”

“I love you too.”

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