Patience

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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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11. Arrival

Lana’s POV

I pack the last article of clothing into my suitcase and pack a new outfit for Asa. She was three months old and today we’re leaving for England. In three days, Asa will be in my arms and we’ll be coming home. Fred walks in to take my bags downstairs and into the car. I grab all the things I’ll need for baby Asa. Fred smiles at me as we walk out the door and leave our house.

“The next we come back we’ll have a baby.”

“We’ll have our princess Lana. We’ll have her soon.”

“I can’t wait.”

Fred starts the car and squeezes my hand. As we drive I think about all we’ve been through to get to where we were. We’ve lost a lot to have our daughter and finally soon we’ll have her. I smile at Fred and he smiles at me. A single tear rolls down my face and my heart swells with joy. Fred drives to the airport and then we unload and go check in.

As we stand in line, he holds my hand and then leans down to kiss me. We both slip on our sunglasses and start loading onto flight 707 to London. I take my seat by the window and Fred sits beside me. I put on my headphones and listen to music whilst staring out the window.

I lean against Fred’s shoulder and he covers us both up with a blanket. He wraps his arm around me and I softly smile. He bends down to kiss my forehead as we slowly ascend. My eyes feel heavy as I begin to fall asleep. Then I’m in total darkness. I dream of holding Asa in my arms. In just a few days I’m going to have my baby. Fred shakes me awake and smiles.

“What?”

“Lana, I want to ask you a question?”

“What?”

“What do you really want in life?”

“To be a mother…the method doesn’t matter. I just want to be a mother.”

“What did you want before you said this?”
“All I wanted was to be pregnant but now all I want is to be a mother.”

“I love you. Get your things together we’ll be landing soon.”

“Back to London. We were here just a year ago for Bex’s funeral.”

“You miss her?”

“More than anything. She was buried with our baby.”

“I know Lana…I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Are you ready for this? Ready to get our baby?”

“Yes…we’ve been through hell and back to get to this point. I can’t wait any longer.”

The plane finally lands and Fred takes my hand. A limo is waiting for us to arrive. It’s Prince William and Duchess Kate. Fred and I curtsey and smile. Duchess Kate extends her hand and I shake it.

“Hello, you must be Lana and Fred Diblasio. Are you ready to go get Asa?”

“Yes, we are Duchess Kate.”

“Call me Kate.”

“Why are you doing this again?”
“Asa’s mother and father were my best friend and my high school sweetheart. About two weeks after Asa was born she came with us to live. George, Charlotte and James have taken a liking to the little one. William even changes her nappies. When we found out she was going to be adopted we were so happy and sad that she was leaving.”

“Oh.”

“No, I’ve read your story Lana and my condolences. I know what it feels like to lose one child I can’t imagine losing six and yet you haven’t given up hope. Well shall we hurry along to the palace?”

“Yes…I think it might be tea time.”

“No, it’s quite early in the morning. Not in the afternoon.”

“I’m sorry. I’m excited.”

“I bet…let’s get you into the limo shall we?”

“Yes, thank you again for doing this.”

At the palace, we we’re shown to our rooms and we get into the huge bed and go to sleep.  I dream of walking into the royal nursery tomorrow with duchess Kate, seeing Asa sleeping and falling in love. So, close to adopting our princess and in all actuality she really was a princess. I’m going to take her away from her royal life…she won’t have any royal titles. I can’t take her away…she’s been living three months in splendid joy. I couldn’t take her away. 

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