The Night Before Lyla

Angie's in the hospital! Tonight she's resting in what looks like a kinda uncomfortable bed, and that's not just because it has stirrups attached to it. Stirrups, I said. Cold dread, anyone?

Here's how my last visit went:

They gave me something to soften my cervix.
What was that like?
*wince* Not comfortable.
Oooh. Really?
Yeah.....
Does it... burn or something?
No, it's just some stranger shoving her WHOLE HAND up there that hurts.
Ouch...
She couldn't use lube, said it's not allowed.
Damn. Seems like she could have at least licked your nipples or something first.
Tell me about it.

I'm sure Angie loves that I just share so much about her like that. But, her cervix is softening as we speak! It'll be Snuggle Soft, I guess. You'll know it's ready when one of those weird little teddy bears come flying out of her vagina on a dryer sheet.

In other news, there is no other news.

She's having a FREAKIN baby! That's all I care about. I've never been so excited to meet someone in my whole life. I just stood there watching the heartbeat monitor like it was a marathon of Real World: Las Vegas or something. I just couldn't look away.

My friends have had babies before, but this is different. This one is like my own, almost. It's my neice. I'll be Aunt Cookie. I cannot wait. I really, really can't. But, I think Angie'd be pretty mad if I just started pushing on her belly really hard.

I went to see her after work, then to Suzie's for dinner, then back to the hospital. When I was leaving I started to feel emotional. She's scared, and there wasn't much I could say to make it better. Tomorrow she has to lay there and be in pain all day, and I have to be at work. I'm going to see her before work in the morning, but then I'll have to leave again. The thought of leaving her when she's scared and in pain is not sitting well with me.

I got into the elevator and I had to stop myself from announcing to the people inside "My best friend is having a baby!" I started thinking about Miss Lyla, and how I can't wait to see her, and she'll be a new person to love. How though I'm not ready for a baby of my own by a long shot, if ever, I'm so ready for this baby. I can't wait to hold her and tell her I love her. I can't wait to see what she looks like! AAHHHHHH!!!

I barely made it to my car before I was a sniveling mess of tears. I'm going to be a wreck all day tomorrow. I don't remember feeling this excited since I was a little girl on Christmas Eve. Something magical is going to happen tomorrow, and I can barely contain myself.

That's it. I'm going to bed early so tomorrow gets here faster.