Expecting more than a baby
Two women. Each anticipating an eagerly awaited baby. One hospital room. No, they didn't give birth together but merely shared a room for a few days for some pre-natal procedures and struck up a friendship along the way.
...I found myself laid up in the hospital with premature contractions, expecting kid number two. Kid number one had arrived in the seventh month, and the doctors were just a wee bit nervous about the outcome of this one.
My roommate was a woman who had been through the long struggle of infertility, and now that she was finally full with new life, the doctors weren't taking any chances.
We struck up a fast and tender friendship, as these situations often lend themselves to doing. We were at exactly the same stage of the game. We lay there together each morning, strapped with monitor belts, listening to the steady "thump, thump" of our unborn children. We fell in love with the signs of life within us. There was a palpable sense that there were four of us in that room.
Read this touching story.
Coming to Terms
By Yael Mermelstein
posted by sunnyday at 10:08 AM
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