It seemed like forever to wait. Of course, to no one more than my sister, who endured long days and nights of a trying pregnancy. She's one of the strongest people I know and to see her sidelined by nausea and sickness was unnerving; it was hard to watch and wait for it to pass.
It was hard to wait to find out whether the baby was a boy or a girl, and then be patient counting down the months and days till her arrival. I wondered what she would look like, who she would be. A baby girl. Grady with a little sister. My sister having a family of four. What would it be like?!
Months and months of waiting and wondering and then time sped up. On June 8th, 1 week early, Finlee Summer quickly arrived. I drove to the hospital as soon as I could, all the while needing to tell myself: "the baby came, the baby came..." It was too surreal. At a mere 2 hours old, I held this sweet, beautiful girl and introduced myself as her aunt. Oh, how I had been waiting for her.
