my oldest sister, Carol, is expecting her 2nd baby in November.
My dear, dear friends, Cathy and Jim Stanley-Erickson will travel soon to meet their daughter, bringing her home to Madison the 2nd week of July.
Every time I think about these 2 babies, I have to fight off tears. Most of the time, the tears win the battle.
I will get to see Cathy and Jim’s wee one before I move, but I won’t get to really know her. I won’t be here to watch my friends revel in the joys of parenthood. I won’t be here to offer my imperfect support when it may be needed.
I won’t see Carol’s baby right away, the way I did within hours of the birth of her first child. I won’t be here to help with her/his first bath, as I did with Carol’s daughter. I won’t be here to spend those first weeks, while Carol is on maternity leave, sitting in her living room, just being sisters.