am going to eat a tub of chocolate ice-cream while
I’m relaxing in a hot bath, so I can forget about all
this for a few moments.
Patrick
“Surprise!” I say, parking in front of my family’s
house, where the door has been painted pink and a
million balloons written ‘It’s a girl’ are waiting for
us.
“What?” Erin says in surprise.
“Come on.” I open her door and take her hand.
As soon as we set foot out of the car the house
door slams open and my whole family spills out to
welcome us.
“Oh my God, Erin!” exclaims my mother,
embracing her tightly. “You’re just stunning!” she
continues with misty eyes.
Erin is confused and looks around, trying to
understand what’s happening. Then the crowd
opens up, revealing another little surprise for her.
“Honey!” her mom comes out of the house to
hug her. Erin takes refuge in that hug and begins
crying, clearly moved.
“Mama … how did you…”
“This young man called me and told me
everything,” she says, referring to me. “I would
have liked to have known earlier so I could have
been here sooner.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know how to tell you.”
“Hey, don’t cry, it’s not important. What is
important is that you and the baby are well.”
