We are so excited to announce that our Amalia has had her baby boy! Bastian Oliver Van Bloom was born on April 24, 2013 weighing 7 lbs 11 oz. Mom and baby are doing well under the care of the wonderful doctors, nurses and staff at Methodist Women’s Hospital. And, her husband, Brian, is a very proud new papa.
It's been what seems like a long time since we first found out about baby boy Van Bloom, though I am sure it feels even longer for Amalia (Molly, as we call her).
I first got the feeling that Molly might be pregnant before she ever announced it to our office. She has always been a ray of sunshine around the office and never without something to say about anything—especially kids and parenting. And then one day, she stopped talking about her friends' kids. To me, an almost outside observer, who is only in the office 12 hours a week, this seemed very strange.
I remembered being newly pregnant and worrying about saying anything that might lead people on to my state. I didn't mention anything about any one under the age of 21 until I knew that I was safely out of that first trimester. Hmm, I thought to myself, Molly's pregnant.
And then, she told us. For an office that is mostly staffed with men, the excitement was incredibly high. Most of the guys in the office are parents themselves, so the thought of a new baby was exhilarating. And, for those of us who work on the ParentSavvy site, we were more than happy to welcome yet another parent into the fold.
Over the next several months, we watched as her tummy grew bigger and bigger. She loves to tell funny stories about herself, so there was always something she would say that would make all of us laugh. I never heard her complain about anything…she was quite simply in my eyes, the most jovial and happy pregnant person I had ever known.
On Monday this week, I asked her how things were going. She rubbed her very round belly (though the rest of her was still perfectly tiny) and said she had had a massage over the weekend and her doula had said she hadn’t started to swell and the baby seemed to not have dropped quite yet. I'm sure she could have punched me when I told her that I was a week and a half over due with my first one who turned out to be a gigantic baby (9 lbs 5 oz). But not to worry, things were going to be fine.
I continued telling her how great it was to have a big baby. As a first time parent, you don't feel quite so nervous as you wrangle them into their clothes, not to mention they sleep and eat great. However, as I was saying all of this, I actually thought to myself, "Shut up, Mollie, don't scare the poor girl! You are not an expert in this." But to some degree I am, I've been through pregnancy and I know what those last couple of weeks feel like. You are ready to go. You are tired of people asking, "Haven't you had that baby yet?" And yet here I was asking almost those same types of questions.
But Molly, as I rambled on, was her usual positive, smiley self. Her confidence and excitement about the impending arrival of her baby boy was contagious.
This morning before I headed off to work, I checked my work email. And there it was, a message from one of our co-workers titled "BABY!" followed by a message that Molly would not be at work today as she had gone into labor.
I got to the office and immediately noticed the absence of her car in the parking lot. I had told myself every day for the past couple of weeks that if Molly wasn't there, she surely was having that baby. And though I knew today that was the case, her car not being there made my heart swell with happiness for her, her husband, and their new family.
By the time I left the office around noon, we still knew nothing. My editor had been trolling the social media sites that Molly frequented with her updates, and still, nothing. The anticipation and need for information about our girl was killing us! We prayed she'd be okay and that all was going well, and in our hearts we knew that all to be true.
I've been on pins and needles all day wondering about her and Brian. They are going to be such wonderful parents. My heart feels so full knowing that this new baby boy will have an incredible life with loving parents who want nothing but happiness for their baby. Being relatively non-sentimental, I can't help it as my eyes tear up as I write and think about all the days ahead of them and the joy this new phase in their life will bring them.
Congratulations! Your life is just about to begin all over again. We love you and that baby.