Several months ago my best friend from 4th grade told me she was pregnate, then she told me that her due date was a day after Elijah's due date. I was super excited, for I think she will be an awesome mom. Due to the baby refusing to flip around, she had to go in early to get the baby out. In she went on Friday and out came baby! They, like I, chose to deliver at the hospital slightly far from our house but with an amazing reputation. So today, 2 days shy of my own son's birthday, I returned to the hospitali delivered in. As I'm walking through the mother/baby floor I get flashbacks of 5 years ago. As I enter the final hallway it clicks, there is no flipping way, she is in the same room as I was with Elijah. You have got to be kidding me. Between the baby, the new parents, and being back in the same room I was in with Elijah I welled up with tears several times. Even as I got home and was talking to BJ about it I started to cry. It's stupid, maybe it's because she has been like a sister to me over the past 24 years, or because by the time any of my siblings have kids they will be so far away I won't be able to see them in the hospital, but I am in love with this baby and her mommy and daddy.
I think I might go back tomorrow too. BJ wants to come too. He will love her too, I just know it.
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