Just when I thought things I couldn't be any happier with my life, she came along. Caitlyn Marie Crane was born on that hot July day, to the surprise of meself and me husband. Not that having a baby was a surprise, mind you, it's just that, well, to be honest, Niles and I had been preparing for a boy.
We were both so sure that it would be a boy that we only brought boy's clothing to the hospital with us. Everything in me mind and heart told me that it would be a boy, following in the proud traditions of both Moon and Crane genes. But when the daughter announced that it was a girl, well, you could hear a pin drop in the room. No one said a word, that was, until I looked up at me teary-eyed husband smiling and handing me me own daughter.
She was perfect. There was no telling Niles or meself any differently. She had the delicate features of a Crane, but there was no doubt in me mind she wasn't me own daughter. She had a smile, I don't care what the doctors say, she was smiling the first time she saw me. And holding her I knew that all of me own worst fears weren't about to be realized, not for the moment anyhow. I had always been afraid of having a little genius teasing me; not to say that Caitlyn won't be a genius (if you ask Niles he'll tell you she already is one!) but I know in me heart of hearts that I can do right by her.
One of the things Niles always tells me that he loves about me is my sense of compassion towards me fellow man. I can't help it. I've seen some hardships in me day, and being a health care worker has taught me more about the human spirit than even Niles or Frasier could learn in one of their precious textbooks. I know that humans have a responding sense of spirit and pride about them, in which they are able to overcome most obstacles.
Take a look at me father-in-law, Martin. Most people would give in to depression or other serious ailments after being shot. Not Martin. His sense of humor still in tact, he is now able to express himself through a joke or a witty comment; when I first met him sarcasm was his best defense. I see now that it was his way of hiding from the world. Now he know longer has to do so. He has his sons, his grandson, and now, the first little girl Crane for quite some time.
Am I happy, you ask? All you have to do is take a look on my face. I haven't smiled this much since falling in love with me husband, and that says a lot.
Do I worry about the future and what it holds for me little family? Of course I do. But I have me family; what more could a mother possibly ask for?
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