Imagination had driven me, motivated me to keep my head up during this scary time. Our baby was arriving, whether I was ready or not. Just 10 days shy from it’s original due date, we where at the hospital due to cholestasus. Scary shit.

We arrived on a Thursday. Immidately got tied to a machine, this was happening! My body was nowhere near where it had to be to push baby out. So they drugged me up. My mind left my body, I was now a passenger.

James was by my side the entire time. He didn’t leave me for a minute. We were headed the same direction, the views were just different. After 2 nights, it was clear, baby had to come out one way or another. That’s when with a blink of an eye, I was on a surgical table.

James came in after a minute and held my hand. “You’re doing great babe.” I couldn’t feel a thing, but I knew it was happening. After a couple of minutes, James said “get ready to hear some cries,” then of course, I heard him, then I saw him. Since we kept the sex a surprise, James got to announce it,”It’s a boy!” A beautiful baby boy, Benjamin had arrived and my heart was full.

We touched cheek to cheek as they patched me up. I had a new responsibility, a new purpose. I was a mother now and Ben is our new hope to a great legacy. Welcome to this world kiddo, Momma loves you.