miss savannah rose
i got a text this morning from my mom that was rather startling. my childhood friend/neighbor kristi had her baby girl last night. she was due on july 5th, and we would joke about going into to labor on the same day and our children sharing a bday. kristi and her mom were shopping in walnut creek, her water broke and savannah made her appearance six hours later. we don't have many details except that mom and baby are doing well as of three hours ago, baby weighed just under five pounds and dad matt was able to drive from reno to walnut creek and be there for the birth. i've started knitting a hat for savannah and hope to finish it by saturday so i can leave it for them when i'm in napa. my mom is attempting to project her worry and freak-out on me and has called me four times already today. she refuses to believe me when i say that i'm fine -- "oh sarah, you don't have to pretend to be strong, i'm sure you must be so worried. but everything is going to be just fine with you and turtle." i'm (i guess surprisingly) not worried for myself -- if it's your time to deliver, then it's time. it's a fact whether your 33 weeks or 41 -- baby's coming when it feels like it. i don't know, maybe i'll wake up at four in the morning convinced that turtle is going to come early too and have complications galore, but i doubt it. i'm concerned for kristi and matt and little savannah and have been sending them good thoughts all day -- when my mom stops calling me every hour and a half. this last conversation, she started freaking out that brent was out of town and i've been alone all day. "well, when is justin coming over? are you sure you're ok there by yourself?" yes, mom, same as i have been every day while he's at work. like it's been for the past six weeks. *sigh* she makes me tired sometimes.