This story begins long before these babies were born.
This photo is my Gracie with her Birthday Buddy, Kostyn.
Kostyn’s mom, Robyn, and I “met” on an online bulletin board for women pregnant with their first child. We were due around the same time, and we went to the same college. What’s more, Robyn was a professional writer, a career I’d always wish I had pursued.
As the months went by, we and fourteen other women became dear friends. We’d never met in person, but we shared so much: morning sickness and health scares and ultrasound photos and complaints and both elation and anxiety about the changes imminent in our lives.
When our babies were born, we shared the tales of our deliveries and photos of our babies. We gushed together over each one, and we proclaimed babies born on the same day to be Birthday Buddies.
It’s not overstating to say that these sixteen or so women were my link to sanity. I was an overly anxious and abnormally sick pregnant woman and then an overly anxious new mom. It helped to know that there was another woman to cheer me up or share my struggles during those days.
A few of the women in our group live close enough to each other that they were able to meet and develop friendships in person. I met two of them when they visited Washington, DC over Thanksgiving weekend in 2007. It was wonderful to put faces and voices with the personalities I’d grown to love so much.
Unfortunately, no one lived close enough that we could visit more frequently.
Until Robyn and her family moved to my city.
I couldn’t have been happier to hear that they would be living close by. I think I even said something to that effect, which probably caused Robyn get an unlisted phone number in fear that I’d stalk her like a crazy person.
It took us a few months to get together, but we finally did. I can’t speak for Robyn, but I’m so glad we figured it out.
I adore Robyn and her boys, and I know that Gracie does, too.
It was after spending time with Robyn, Kostyn, and Evan that Gracie proclaimed I want a little sister.
She’s been proclaiming it most days since.
How could I blame her when Kostyn’s little brother so clearly adores her?
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