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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23. Dr. Weaver's Visit

June 2027

Lana’s POV

I sit next to Sophia’s little box and rock. She’s a total of four pounds now. I can’t wait to take her home. Fred stands next to the NICU window and looks out on the city. I stand up and stroke Sophia’s back as she sleeps. A sound at the door and Dr. Katoosh comes in.

“Mrs. Diblasio. Mr. Diblasio. You have a visitor.”

Dr. Weaver comes in and smiles. I get up and give her a hug. Fred greets her with an air kiss and a manly hug. He steps back and gives me a kiss before returning to the window.

“Don’t mind Fred…as you recall he’s shy.”

“Lana, it’s been too long. I’m glad you called. It’s been 18 months since…”

“I know Sigourney, she was my daughter.”

“I’m sorry it ended like that but you have a beautiful button of joy now. How old is she?”

“Will be two months in four days. She was born on Bex’s birthday. Bex’s 32nd. I’ll be 32 in July.”

“Bex died in 2024?”

“Yes. It’s been three years. I didn’t know it had been that long.”

“May I see the little one?”

“Yes, she’s in her quarantine box. I call it her container.”

“How is she?”

“Lung failure and heart failure. Other than that, she’s perfect.”

Just as I said that Sophia decides to open her beautiful brown eyes. Sigourney gasps and smiles.

“Have you been able to hold her yet?”

“They said today. She’s up to four pounds. Her lungs are working significantly better than they were.”

“Really? That’s a blessing. Well, I would love to stay but…my daughter is down the hall.”

“You had another baby?”

“Yes, she’s a preemie. Born just two days ago.”

“Congrats.”

When Dr. Weaver leaves Fred comes over to me and whispers in my ear. I can’t help but laugh and slap him softly.

“She had a baby? I thought she was too old?”

“Alfredo Diblasio. That was funny, immature but funny.”

Dr. Katoosh comes back in and puts on some gloves. Fred wraps his arms around me and we watch. Dr. Katoosh opens Sophia’s container and starts removing monitors and cords. She moves Sophia and reattaches a few of them. She wraps Sophia in a pink blanket and puts Sophia in my arms. I sit down and cry. She’s so tiny but so much bigger than she was when she was born.

I hold Sophia close to me and rock her back and forth. Fred just leans over. I glance away from her and up at him. He then gives me a soft kiss. He has tears in his eyes. I carefully hand him Sophia and he sits down beside me and starts crying.

“We did this. Lana do you hear me? We did this.”

“I know Fred. Like you say and Bex always said. Good things come to those who have patience.”

“I was there when she was born…I knew she was a miracle…I finally knew when you put her in my arms.”

“Isn’t she perfect?’

“She’s perfect. Our life is perfect. This can’t get any better.”

“It can. She’s ours.”

“You mean we get to take her home?”

“Fred you’ve known for two months. She’s ours Fred. She’s ours.”

“She’s perfect.”

Fred puts Sophia back my arms and we have a good cry over her. She’s so perfect. We’re so blessed. I stroke my baby girl’s cheek and Fred kisses my forehead.

“Lana I’m going to go home. I don’t feel so well.”

“Okay I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Fred gives me a kiss on my lips and then he kisses baby Sophia. When he’s gone I start talking to Sophia.

“Hey little girl, I’m your mommy. Little Sophia Kate Isabella Diblasio. Should we call you Sophie or Izzie. I think I’m going to call you Sophie. Hi Sophie, I’m your mommy. Mommy and Daddy went through a lot to get you.”

She stretches and opens her eyes. As soon as she sees me she smiles and coos. I tickle her chin and kiss her head.

“You know you have six older siblings.”

She cocks her head and yawns. I adjust her oxygen tube and rub her red skin. She closes her eyes but I keep talking.

“Don’t worry. Your six older siblings are in Heaven. You see five years ago Mommy was going to have a baby but she lost that baby. I kept losing babies. Mommy’s best friend was going to have a baby but Mommy’s best friend died. Two miscarriages, a fail surrogate, two more miscarriage, your sister Hope who died. Mommy and Daddy were going to adopt and now little Sophia Kate Isabella Diblasio we have you. You have an aunt, a mommy, a daddy and grandma who love you very much.”

Sophia yawns and I kiss her forehead. I stroke her head and kiss her fingers and think of a song that I sang when I found out I was pregnant with the first one. I remember the song I sang the day I met Asa and she didn’t like me. I remember the song my mother used to sing to me.

“What song am I going to sing you?

A dream is a wish your heart makes

When your fast asleep

In dreams, you will lose your heartaches

Whatever you wish for you keep

Have faith in your dreams and one day

Your rainbow will come shining through

No matter how your heart is grieving

If you just keep believing

The dream that you wish will come true.

 I dreamt of having you Sophia and look now I do.”

Dr. Katoosh comes back in and smiles. She puts Sophie back in the container and adjusts all the monitors, wires and tubes keeping my daughter alive. Just before she leaves I touch her shoulder.

“Dr. Katoosh, do you think she’ll be out before my birthday?”

“When’s that?”

“July 15th.”

“I think she might get out. If she only weighs four pounds she won’t. If she weighs five pounds I might discharge her.  Unless, of course her lungs and heart are working properly.”

“Thank you Dr. Katoosh for taking care of my daughter.”

“You’re very welcome. By the way you have a beautiful singing voice.”

“Thank you.”

I grab my purse, leave the hospital, get into my car, pull into the driveway, run upstairs and climb into bed. Fred wraps his arms around me and I smile. 

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