In nineteen minutes, you can mow the lawn, color your hair, watch a third of a hockey game. But everything can change in an instant.
For me, it happened on September 27, 1995 at 12:47 p.m. The doctor and nurses worked diligently around me as my husband held my hand and resisted the urge to look around the curtain.
We were both anxious and impatient as the hands on the clock ticked past. Panic started to set in as five minutes turned to ten then to fifteen. "What's taking them so long? I thought they said it was only going to take a few minutes?"
My husband smiled down at me and squeezed my shaking hand. "It won't be long," he said and kissed my forehead.
Then the words that changed everything in an instant: "It's a girl!"
** This story was written in response to a prompt from http://writingofanovel.blogspot.ca/2011/08/about-writing-prompt-and-share.html**
For me, it happened on September 27, 1995 at 12:47 p.m. The doctor and nurses worked diligently around me as my husband held my hand and resisted the urge to look around the curtain.
We were both anxious and impatient as the hands on the clock ticked past. Panic started to set in as five minutes turned to ten then to fifteen. "What's taking them so long? I thought they said it was only going to take a few minutes?"
My husband smiled down at me and squeezed my shaking hand. "It won't be long," he said and kissed my forehead.
Then the words that changed everything in an instant: "It's a girl!"
** This story was written in response to a prompt from http://writingofanovel.blogspot.ca/2011/08/about-writing-prompt-and-share.html**
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