Tanya called me just as I had completed my sale to an elderly lady. It was three forty five in the afternoon. My mood immediately changed to haste and conclusion. My client just had to deal with it. In fact it excited her world as well in her little eyes far behind some overlarge practical glasses. Tanya’s waters had broken and I was to return home to take her to hospital. The baby was on its way.
I climbed into my vehicle casting my transaction papers aside onto the passenger seat. Everything was done quick and the SUV was soon hurtling down the QEII; Bowden to Red Deer. My mind was buzzing with excitement, anxiety. Was it all going to be OK? We are not ‘spring chickens’ and we want the baby to be 100%. Would it just magically arrive as proposed; today??? How does it all work that it all just happens today? Mom opens her legs and the baby pops out and it starts crying? Ha ha.
Were we ready for all of it? We knew the hospital backwards, where to park and which ward to arrive to. Tanya had a bag packed and the nappies were waiting. The crib was prepared at home. We had chosen green and yellow sleepers to start with as we did not know the sex of the child. Was it to be a girl or a boy? Did we care?
Not really. We had six to eight boys and girls names to work with. When the baby arrived I felt that we would fight over the details. Our two daughters were off to stay with Tanya’s sister. Chloe was jumping around with excitement, hyper, chatting away uncontrollably. Charlotte was apprehensive, clapping away in spasms and singing but when it came time to separate she put on a nervous whine. She did not really want to go with Auntie. She wanted to be with her Mom. She was “Mommies little darling!” Why should anything change? Why should it? She was really content with things, but there again there were some strange comments and actions in the house; and then there was Mom’s tummy?
If it was a girl it was going to be fine. We already had two. If it was a boy there was a question that I still had not satisfactorily answered. Do we circumcise? I am old school. My family is all circumcised (all my friends from boarding school). They will not change (circumcision in Africa is being promoted on huge billboards as it lowers HIV infection by 60% - AIDS being a huge problem in Africa still –)… but here in Canada it is being phased out. Why cut something if it ain’t broke?
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