Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Word to my sister (who is also someone's mother)

My sister Hanna had her daughter at 6:25 this morning. She's apparently a beautiful little girl named Aniya who weighs 7 pounds 2 ounces and has lots of curly, black hair. From what I have heard, she is fabulous and wonderful, and I was really glad I got a phone call at 7:20 this morning telling me that she had made her way into the world. Of course, I was getting ready for work and missed the call, but imagine my shock when I called back 20 minutes later and Hanna herself answered the phone. That's right. She gave birth, and an hour later she was nursing with one hand and chatting on the phone with the other. What a woman. She makes me proud. I hope I can be so pleasant and dextrous after my labor and delivery experience. I have a feeling I will either be passed out or incredibly cranky.

So, my hat's off to you, Hanna. You pre-labored for something like two solid weeks, supported your brother at his football game in spite of painful, sporadic contractions, powered through something like 12 hours of actual labor, and still managed to be an absolute delight to those of us who called to wish you well. While I probably won't be taking your advice on the epidural (it's just too creepy and gross for me to handle), I hope that I have half the strength it took you to do what you did and keep such a sweet disposition. I hope you got that nap you were hoping for this morning and that life adjusts smoothly for you and Kelvin and little Aniya. Much love and mad props to you, Sis!

1 comment:

dallimomma said...

Hey there, I wanted to let you know that I printed out your post and gave it to Hanna as she has no internet access. She was so touched; it was very sweet of you and very encouraging to her. Although, I feel compelled to tell you, the beautiful dark curly hair is now light golden brown and poker straight. But other than that, your report was accurate and she gets only more beautiful every day. Can't wait for another! No chance of you moving to PA, huh? Just kidding but it will be hard knowing that there is yet another grandbaby getting more beautiful every day and I can't squeeze him/her. Grace, grace, marvelous grace. Love you.