When I was about seven months pregnant one of my besties fell pregnant too. When she told me, I cried. See I fell pregnant well after all of my sisters and in-laws; and none of my friends had children. I have two step-kids who are amazing but are ten and thirteen. So bubs would be many years younger than his siblings and all his cousins. I was a sad that there would be such a big age gap there as I have such great memories growing up with all the kids in my family.
It’s hard to describe how happy I was that there was going to be another baby in my close circle who would grow up close in age to bubs. And then after he was born two more very close friends fell pregnant. How did I get to be so lucky that three of my besties would have babies within a year of mine? It’s something I’m incredibly grateful for each day.
Well of course I needed to make something for my future daughter-in-law (yes we arranged our babies marriage as soon as we found out her gender). And as these things happen sometimes, this pattern appeared in my newsfeed at just the right time.
I completed the first one a few weeks ago but lost motivation for the second (who’d have thought there’d be a “second booty syndrome”?). But when mum went into hospital I picked up the second and somehow got it into my head that baby couldn’t be born until they were complete. Each time I put them down I felt like I was prolonging the agony. When I went to bed at night with them incomplete it felt like my fault that another day had passed without baby girl making an entrance into this world.
After day two the booty was complete and I sighed with relief. It was like a huge weight had been lifted! Unfortunately there really was no link between my unfinished project and this baby’s entrance to the world. It was another whole day before she arrived and thank goodness mum and daughter are both safe and sound.
Apologies for the photo. Bubs and I were both sick with a nasty cold for a week and it left me with a “that’s good enough” attitude toward documenting the finished product. I’m definitely not complaining though. I’ll take that cold over three days of labour any day!