Rebecca woke in the early morning hours to labor pains. She had made arrangements for Grace to come stay with the girls so they could stay in their beds. She didn’t want to disturb their sleep; despite her best of intentions though, as she kissed Elodie goodbye, she couldn’t help but feel like a sneak in the night, and that perhaps Elodie wouldn’t understand her Mom’s absence come the morning.
They had just celebrated her first Gotcha Day with her in September, and it didn’t seem like she’d had enough time as the baby of the family. Logically, she knew it would work out, because things always do, but a guilty conscience laid a burden on her as she left Elodie slumbering in her crib, unaware of all the changes that were brewing in the night.
Downstairs, Quint was on the phone calling the hospital to let them know they were coming in. He had left the hospital three years ago, but still kept up with the hospital staff; they were all looking forward to delivering his baby.
Rebecca was relieved that Grace had arrived while she’d been upstairs tucking the girls in. She didn’t want to sit on her hands, waiting for her, with all the worries running through her mind.
“You’re going to have a baby today, finally meet this little one.” Grace was full of exhilaration that it eased Rebecca’s nerves. It helped to focus on this baby instead of the two asleep upstairs.
Quint was saying goodbye on the phone, then came to join them, wrapping his arms around Rebecca’s stomach. “You ready to meet our son?” An impish grin playing at the corners of his mouth.
“Or daughter.” Rebecca rolled her eyes towards Grace, and they laughed for a moment, before abruptly stopping. “Well, I guess we should go then.” Rebecca bit onto her lip, fighting off the emotion that stabbed at her heart.
Grace stepped forward, pulling Rebecca into an awkward hug, with both of their pregnant stomachs in the way. “You’ve got this, you’ll do great,” she whispered in her ear, and with a squeeze on her arm, pulled back. “I can’t wait to meet them.”
One of Quint’s old work buddies was outside at the emergency entrance waiting their arrival with a wheelchair in front of him. As much as Rebecca protested, he insisted, and she relented.
She regretted not eating that ice cream before bed, she wasn’t looking forward to a long labor that kept her from sleep and allowed only ice chips. But it turned out that delivery the second time around wasn’t as drawn out of a process as it was with the first.
By the time the monitor was set up to keep an eye on the baby’s heart rate and contractions, and Dr. Morgan finally made rounds, it was already time to push. Dr. Morgan seemed surprised at the speed, but Rebecca was grateful, she wanted the baby here, and the girls visiting first thing in the morning.
Just before four in the morning, Dr. Morgan announced that they had a son, and as his cries filled the room, Quint began to cry and laugh simultaneously. “Told you it was a boy, I told you.” He came over, kissing Rebecca on the forehead in a frenzy of emotion.
“Hello baby Wyatt.” Rebecca crooned, caressing his cheeks. “We’ve been waiting for you.”
They took turns holding Wyatt until the sun was beginning to rise, and the adrenaline of the delivery, and the high of a healthy baby, began to wear off into exhaustion.
“You rest, I’ve got him.” Rebecca fell back onto the bed, when she perked up suddenly with a panic in her eye, he put up a gentle hand. “I’ll text Grace, and tell her to bring the girls immediately after breakfast.” Relief washed over her face, and she climbed the rest of the way into the bed.
True to his word, Grace was summoned to bring the girls down to meet their baby brother as soon as they had gotten ready. Scarlett warmed up to Wyatt immediately, it had been years of wanting a sibling, to a sudden whirlwind where she gained two in just over a year, and she had no complaints. She might have been disappointed in Wyatt being a boy originally, but now that she had Elodie as a little sister, she was perfectly excited to have a baby brother too.
Elodie clung onto Grace when they introduced Wyatt to her, anxious by the unknown. Rebecca felt certain that once she was back home with her, that she would warm up to having a baby in the house.
Also delivering in December was Caroline and Reed Welsh, welcoming their third baby, Toby Welsh to the family.
Eva and Gideon Prince are in their final month of pregnancy, welcoming their first child together in January. Pregnancy agreed with Eva more when she was in her mid-forties, and with her girls getting so old, she feels partly crazy to be starting over with a new baby.
The nursery is all prepared, Gideon couldn’t wait until the baby arrived to see what they had; it didn’t help that she worked at Mini-Sprout, the only baby store around. He started coming in regularly once her third trimester hit. Eva is not sure she’d know how to raise a boy, so she’s hoping for a girl, just for ease in familiarity.
Grace and Benjamin Andersen are four months along and due in May, and she’s hoping that this baby will not be as much of a handful as her little Isla; she’s pretty certain she can only handle one with that much spirit.
Eva’s youngest daughter Linnea is joining the teenage ranks. She’s not very interested in the new baby to arrive in a month, she’s much more interested in hanging out with her big sister Paloma in the city, and reading the latest fashion magazines.
Notes: I cannot believe that I am posting a real update, with pictures, and sims! I sat down to write this update, and forgot how to do it all. Feels good to be back, I haven’t redecorated South Port at all; I really just want to hide in Millwood because it was easy to decorate, and just avoid the city. But alas every single update that remains for this round takes place in South Port. So I will buck up, and carry on.
Onto the update! I was super glad that Rebecca had a boy, it’s something that Quint will enjoy, and I can always use more boys! But it was also the only name I had for them that I thought fit perfectly. Now the Siew name will continue on for another generation.
Caroline and Reed have a specific style of names, called ‘I will never use these, you can have them,’ or for short, boring. I have five cousins with the name of Alex, and between kids and dogs, I know an abundance of Molly’s too. Toby just seemed perfect. I aged him to take a peek and he’s actually *really* cute! He took the best features from each of his parents (aka no recessed chin), and I love that he has Caroline’s complexion for some family diversity.
Linnea is darling, her chin is a bit of mystery, but I don’t really remember what her Dad looks like, he died literally years ago. So maybe it’s his, I just know it’s not Eva’s.
And I’m really happy about Itzel too, I don’t remember what her birth parents looked like too much. Hector’s one and only post, so you can sort of see him… er I guess. Oh hey, both parents in this one… right before her Mom killed her Dad. (Goodness, I can’t believe the horrid quality of my old laptop).
I did a percentage roll for sims to need glasses, finding that I wasn’t handing them out too often to the younger crowd. Itzel was one of the sims to get glasses. Ironically it also rolled for Myra, Mandy, and Isaiah and they already wear glasses! What are the odds?! They’re nearly the only ones that already do.
Thanks for reading, and thank you for the support at N99, comments here, and on twitter, it was nice to know I wasn’t alone in the rebuild process, and to have someone to discuss it with. Looking forward to playing Hazel’s household next for Christmas.