“All right everybody, inside,” calls my mother.
“Let the party begin.”
~ ~ ~
Also in the house waiting for us is Erin’s father,
Liam and Rain. We thought to have a little party
for the baby’s arrival. In point of fact, it was Rain’s
idea. We wanted to do it at the pub but it didn’t
seem right. So I called my mom and asked for her
help.
I can still hear her scream of joy ringing in my
ears.
Then I thought the moment had come to call
Erin’s mother too. I know I shouldn’t have really
gotten involved in that, but her father agreed that
we should make a move before too much time
went by.
Her mother reacted very differently to the way
her father did; she understood and came out right
away to be with her daughter. I’m glad her family
is ready to support her.
Erin is sitting on the couch, eating a piece of
chocolate cake with whipped cream—my mother’s
speciality.
Everyone has brought gifts for the baby and she
cries with emotion every time she opens one.
“Hey.” My mother comes up behind me.
“Thanks for all this, Mom.”
