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On April third, I walked around the baby’s room, making sure everything was in place. Did I need anything else?
Frankie and Mark had decorated the room in pale yellows and greens. Quilted safari animals adorned the room. Crib, changing table, and dresser were in place and not falling over. Caleb’s cabinetry-skilled family helped with that. Tiny clothes were in the drawers. Little grooming and first aid kits were in the changing table, along with a snot-sucker, a stack of cloth diapers, and wipes.
Technically, we still didn’t know the s*x of the baby. We wanted it to be a surprise, even though I was fairly sure it was a girl. A colossal wager was riding on the outcome.
Caleb walked into the room and wrapped his arms around me, holding me from behind since my now-giant belly was in th
