And Baby
Makes Three …
Five
Years Ago Today ... an Abby’s Road
anniversary
Starting
at page 156:
“I
drove the car to the hospital entrance, just as I did half a decade before
during Esther’s battle with the fibroids. After a few minutes waiting, I walked
back into the hospital. Esther, Ronnie and a nurse turned the corner and I led
them to the car. On the steps Ronnie handed Abigail to Esther, who put her in
the car seat.
This
was the baby carrier/car seat combo we got when we rented the car. We had
something like that in our car at home, too. The car seat pops off and we have
instant baby carrier.
The
nurse wished us luck and Ronnie said he would call us in a few days. He
congratulated us and gave Esther a pat on the shoulder and shook her hand. He
came around to the driver’s side and shook my hand, too.
We
stopped by Target to buy supplies and formula.
This was during the big Asian flu pandemic and I worried about someone
sneezing near our little baby. Esther
said it would be all right.
We
bought diapers with Big Bird on them. Ah, the crass commercialism starting from
day one, well, day three. I took a Diet Coke from the mini-fridge by the
check-out counter and it was warm. Every bottle was warm – the fridge wasn’t
working. The only other mini-fridge with Coke products was several aisles down,
but I found a cold bottle of the stuff eventually. We each used the restroom then back to our
motel with our little girl.
…our
little girl…
I
learned how to use the camera timer and took pictures of the three of us. Then some photos of Esther feeding Abigail
for the first time. She took photos of me holding her and mugging for the
camera. For the first time – for us anyway – Abby’s eyes were open and she
squeaked and cooed.
She
had beautiful dark eyes – nearly black.
I
tested her grasp reflexes.
Grasp
reflexes were mentioned in all those books I read months before. Abigail
grabbed my thumbs tightly in her little hands. This is, supposedly, a
throw-back to the days when babies held on for dear life to the hair on their
homo-habilis mommas as they climbed from tree to tree; this was back in the day
when the appendix and the tonsils had a purpose.
My
little Abigail snuggled on my chest. She was as tiny as the baby dolls we
bought for her.
It
was October 3rd. It was exactly – exactly (even to the hour) – nine
months ago I asked Esther if she would consider adopting.
Abigail
was more beautiful than she was in the hospital. Pouty lips, round nose,
prominent eyebrows, deep dark eyes, feathery hair and soft skin. We’ve only had
her for two hours and I already loved her. I loved her with all my heart.”
***
And
I still do...
This is the last Abby's Road anniversary for a few days ... we have a baby to take care of!
***
“Abby’s
Road, the Long and Winding Road
Join
Mike and Esther as they go through IUIs and IFVs, as they search for an
adoption agency, are selected by a birth mother, prepare their house, prepare
their family, prepare themselves and wait for their daughter to be born a
thousand miles from home.
Abby’s Road is available at Amazon here: http://www.amazon.com/Abbys-Road-Long-Winding-Adoption/product-reviews/0692221530/ref=cm_cr_pr_top_recent?ie=UTF8&showViewpoints=0&sortBy=bySubmissionDateDescending
at Barnes and Noble here: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/abbys-road-the-long-and-winding-road-to-adoption-and-how-facebook-aquaman-and-theodore-roosevelt-helped-michael-curry/1119971924?ean=9780692221532
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2014 Michael Curry
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