Khaleesi gave birth to a beautiful 8 pound 3 ounce baby girl. After a 14 hour labor I don’t mind telling you that nothing brings a room full of adults to their knees like the possibility of losing a baby. Khaleesi in true warrior fashion decided to have a natural birth. Jane and I pleaded with her to reconsider, but she chose to stick to her guns. Unfortunately after 14 of the longest hours of our lives her doctor made the decision to deliver our new little princess by C-section. Jane and Ex-hubby never left her side. Meanwhile in the waiting room her siblings, in-laws, “The Girls”, and Tarzan paced agonizing over every update the delivery nurse gave to us.
Okay, I admit it was me who called Tarzan. I felt like after everything he had done for Khaleesi for her wedding, and through her pregnancy he deserved to know she was in labor. I also have to tell you that having him there was so natural. We all realized that he just simply had become a part of our little tight-knit circle, After the C-section Khaleesi, her husband, and baby were settled into their room Jane, and Ex-hubby joined us all in the waiting room. When Jane walked into the room the sparks between she, and Tarzan began to fly. A blind person would have detected the current in that room. Yet each of them remained distant in the room.
That is until everyone else had decided to leave. Tarzan remained with myself, Mr G-uno, Ex-hubby, his wife, and Jane. Without so much as a moment of hesitation Jane walked over to Tarzan, and he held open his arms. She looked so small as she cried uncontrollably as he held her. I think she cried for many reasons. She had almost lost Khaleesi, and her granddaughter. She was overjoyed that everything had passed knowing they were both going to be fine. Some of her tears were an unspoken apology to Tarzan for ending things between them so abruptly. Most of all I think just like the rest of us she herself realized just how much a part of our lives Tarzan had become.