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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


19. Back to the Hospital

Two weeks later…

Lana’s POV

It’s been two weeks since my hospital ordeal. I’m 26 weeks pregnant and can’t wait for it to be over. I’m miserable and I’m always hungry. Also, I don’t want to call our little bundle of joy Catherine Leigh anymore. I don’t know what to call her but Kate isn’t a good enough name.

Fred walks into the nursery where I’m rocking and just stands at the door staring at me. He’s probably come to remind me I have an appointment with Dr. Elliot. He just stands there and stares at me all the while I hold the stuffed pink bunny and rock. I place a hand over my belly and feel my little girl kick. She might have a weak heart and weak lungs but she sure can kick. She might be tiny but she is feisty.

“Fred, I think our daughter is feisty. I think she wants out.”

“She’ll have to wait a few more weeks to get out. I can’t wait. Come on baby you have an appointment.”

“Do I have to go? I don’t feel good.”

“You have to go. Come on Lana please?”

“Fine…I’ll go. Just to make sure Kate’s okay.”

“Come on let’s go.”

As soon as we get to Dr. Elliot’s her assistant shows us to an exam room. I’ve been in this office more times than I can count. The past five years spent in her office have been long and hard five years.

“Fred, only two more weeks left of April.”

“Yeah only two more. Are you going to lie down?”

“No, I’d much rather sit.”

Dr. Elliot comes in, washes her hands and reads her clipboard. She puts the clipboard down and turns on the ultrasound machine. I lean back and Dr. Elliot squirts out the cold gel that I’ve grown accustomed too. She starts moving the wand around and furrows her brow.

“What’s wrong?”

“She’s not moving.”

“She’s not moving?”

“Easy her heart is beating but it’s faint. Her oxygen levels are down to 88% and her amniotic fluid is at 70%. It’s changed drastically since last week.”

“Is she okay? Is Kate okay? Is Lana going to be okay?”

“Mr. Diblasio your wife and baby are fine. Lana, I think it would be best if we hospitalize you again. Maybe even take Kate early.”

“How much would she weigh?”

“She’ll be in the hospital until she weighs at least six pounds. She might even be in NICU. Your cervix has moved. It’s not in the right position. I’ll go get you admitted.”

“Who will take care of me?”

“I will. Dr. Manahan and my assistants can man my office. This is your seventh attempt to have a child. Let’s make this one work. I’m going to do everything I can to ensure that Catherine is born alive and stays alive.”

“Thank you Dr. Elliot.”
“It’s been five years you can call me Dr. Kate.”

Dr. Kate Elliot leaves and I clean off. I’m worried, I’m anxious. I don’t want anything to happen to my baby. Fred gets out of his chair and walks over to me. I clean off and he wraps his arms around me as the tears start to fall.

“When I’m admitted I want you to go home, get my bag for the delivery. Toss in some more things and come back to the hospital.”

“Lana. I love you so much. If Kate doesn’t make it…know it’s not your fault.”

“She will make it Fred…I know she will. Our daughter is a fighter.”

“I love you Lana. It’s all going to be okay. This too shall pass.”

“Bex always said that. I miss her now more than ever. I’ve been meaning to talk to you anyways.”

“About what?”

“Our daughter’s name. I don’t like Catherine Leigh. I like Maria Leigh.”

“I don’t like that. I was thinking Zara Grace Diblasio.”

“Zara Diblasio. Zara Claire Diblasio.”

“Zara Claire…I’m sorry Lana but that’s…”

“We’ll name her when the time comes. For now, she’s Rebecca.”

“How about Rebecca Maria Diblasio? After her mother and aunt.”

“Not fair to Deena.”


Dr. Elliot comes in with my admittance papers and a wheelchair. Fred helps me into the wheelchair and pushes me out the door. He pushes me into the hospital and Dr. Elliot goes with us to room 307. She opens the room door and helps me settle into the bed. She starts an IV and places various monitors on me and on the baby. She gives me oxygen as well.

“Lana we’re going to have to replace the amniotic fluid. So, we’re going to penetrate the sac with a small tube and feed in artificial amniotic fluids. Is that okay?”

“Anything to save our baby. Fred, are you okay with that?”

“Yes. I’m going to go home to get your bags. I’ll be back soon.”

Fred gives me a quick kiss and leaves. Dr. Elliot starts ordering tests and starts giving me things. She orders nutrients to be placed in my IV and blood to be drawn. They also perform a test to check on the baby. Finally, Dr. Elliot is done and leaves.

“I’ll give you some rest. Your husband is back. Bring the results from the tests when we get them. See you soon Mrs. Diblasio.”

“Thank you Dr. Kate. You’ve been a blessing during the past five years.”

“You’re very welcome.”

Fred comes in with my bags and plants a soft kiss on my lips. He gives me a hug and I wipe away his tears. He kisses my belly and climbs up into bed with me. He falls asleep as I stroke his hair.

“I love you Mr. Alfredo Diblasio.”

“I love you Mrs. Lana Maria Parrilla Diblasio.”

“I love you so much.”

“And I love you.”

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