Perhaps we shouldn’t have been surprised after hearing the Apostle Paul’s words at Mass that morning, “… last of all, [Jesus] appeared to me, as to one born when no one expected it.”
But no, we didn’t expect that baby Jen would turn up just after Ben got the kids in bed.
He said goodnight, shut their door, then heard me moaning in our bedroom.
When he came to ask if he could get me anything, I said, “baby.”
He turned on the light and came over to see that our daughter’s head and scrunched up face had already been birthed.
The next push brought the rest of her, and she began crying immediately in Ben’s arms.
It was a wonderful, quick, peaceful VBAC, with none of the bruising that David, who had a similarly fast birth here in this same house, experienced.
Of course, all of her siblings are simply delighted with their baby sister.
So are her baba and mama.
We are tremendously blessed.