Callie, left, with her sister Eva, who is younger by almost 3 years |
We had Callie's name picked out back in 2000 when I was reading The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood in New England. Plus I've always loved California, so I tell her she is also named after that great state.
I woke up from a nap snuggled in between my two sons in bed on a Monday around 5 back in 2005. I went to the bathroom and found a baseball-sized blood clot, called an ambulance and my husband (his cell phone rang at our house, meaning he did not take it with him!), my husband's WORK, and my mom to come help with the kids while we were at the hospital. In the ambulance the stoopid chick with me kept talking about a C-section and I didn't bat an eye ... I had this calm feeling that everything was going to be okay.
A friend showed up at the hospital to be a doula for me and it was probably my easiest birth. She was born after 10 and my wonderful mom brought my sons to the hospital. We all slept at the hospital together, a new family of 5.
She made her own birthday banner for her party next weekend! She is very artistic. |
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