Although I refer to her a lot here on this blog, I am not sure how many of my readers are aware of the fact that Dawn and I are best friends. Of course I know lots of people through the Internet and have made many friends that way, but Dawn and I have been best friends since we were 11 years old and before most of us even knew what the Internet was.
However, Dawn is more than just a friend to me. She is as important to me as my own family. In fact, I consider her and her family part of my family. I chat with or talk to her almost daily and visit her at least once, if not twice, a year.
I was privileged enough to be one of the first people she told earlier this year when she found out she was pregnant. The day she called me with the news I could tell from the tone of her voice that she still wasn’t sure whether or not to believe it. After I got over the shock of the news we spent the next few minutes laughing and joking about the fact that it would be funny if she was pregnant with twins.
A few months later I got another call and once again I could sense a note of disbelief in her voice as she told me that I had jinxed her… she had just been told she was expecting twins! Unfortunately a few weeks later I got another call. This time, instead of disbelief, the tone of her voice was one of heartbreak. She had learned that she had lost one of the babies. Together we mourned for her loss, but we also tried to stay positive. The other baby was doing fine and we were going to focus on that.
Since then all of my positive thoughts for her have gone towards the healthy growth and development of the Little One. With every good doctor’s appointment that Dawn tells me about and every day that the Little One stays in the womb I have been grateful.
However, when my phone rang the other day in the middle of the morning and I saw who the caller was, I was immediately concerned. Dawn had told me that she was going to call me on Saturday to give me an update of the latest doctor’s appointment, but this was Thursday. She told me her doctor’s appointment had not gone so well and that the Little One would more than likely make her entrance into the world this weekend.
Later that day when I talked to her again she told me she going to be admitted to the hospital and it took everything in me to resist jumping into my car and driving 14 hours to the hospital to be by her side. Although I am excited to meet my new goddaughter, the fact is my best friend is going through a really scary time right now and it’s driving me crazy that I am not there to help her and her family through it.
Angela says:
My thoughts are with you and Dawn.
Oh my word. I too have a friend like that, though we live many more miles apart. I think you know how excited I am that she is coming up to Maine in mid October! Woo-hoo!
26 September 2008 at 18:56
Hev says:
Oh no, if it is any help Dawn is in my thoughts & prayers. I hope everything goes ok. Please keep me updated. I would like to know.
26 September 2008 at 19:19
Nic says:
It is horrible feeling powerless, but I’m sure the professionals will take care of it. And afterwards - like mom - you’ll only remember the joy of seeing the little one for the first time, there’s nothing better than a brand new baby :o)
Sending you all best wishes …
27 September 2008 at 01:26
Daffycat says:
***big hugs*** Renée, I am sure everything will turn out fine but that doesn’t make things any less scary for you. Sending best wishes!
27 September 2008 at 19:59
Sue says:
How scary, and how frustrating to be so far when you want to be there. Hopefully everything goes well and they are both home soon. {{hugs}} to you all.
27 September 2008 at 20:42
brooke says:
omg! I have Dawn and the wee one in my thoughts and prayers.
30 September 2008 at 19:24