Two days had passed and Sylvia knew that she couldn’t keep her secret to herself for very much longer, so she went out to the barn where her best friend was reading the latest medical journal in the hay loft and asked if they could talk when Sadie was free. The young woman took her grey reading glasses off and put them in its case before looking down at Sylvia. The poor woman had looked like she had just had an unfortunate encounter with a ghost as Sadie chuckled softly at her expression before slowly climbing down the steep ladder and joining Sylvia on the ground. A few minutes later Sylvia finally sat down on the hay barrel after much prompting from Sadie as she took her best friend’s hands in her own before saying “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for it to happen and I wanted to tell you sooner, but I couldn’t find the right words to tell you, especially with everything you’ve gone through. I didn’t want to add to your pain, but you need to know.” Sadie pats her knee as Sylvia tries not to cry as she whispers “I’m pregnant. Phillip is the father and I don’t know what I’m going to do. All I know is I’m terrified right now.” The young woman looked at Sylvia’s for the first time since her return with new eyes and saw the tiny bump that was plain to see now that it was no longer hidden under a corset. The shocked look was quickly replaced with one of compassion as Sadie said “ Syl, I think that you should tell him, but I understand why you wouldn’t want to. I’m so glad that you told me, but please don’t think that you ever have to hide anything from me. You have absolutely nothing to apologize for. This baby is a blessing and I’m so excited to be able to help in any way that I can. You are going to be a fantastic mother and I am so very proud of you. Oh, my goodness I’m going to be an aunt!” Sylvia breathes a sigh of relief that she wasn’t aware that she was holding as they hug each other before returning to the house for the evening.
Later that night after Paul came in from the fields, Sadie lays down next to her husband and curls into him as she says “ I still can’t believe that Sylvia is pregnant. I’m happy for her.” Paul kissed her forehead while he held her as she drifted off to sleep, for he knew all too well what she was thinking before sleep overcame her: no matter how happy she was for her childhood friend, Sadie had a part of her tucked away that she didn’t let show often. She was sad and angry that Noah and their other babies would never grow up. A big part of her longed for the chance to be a mother again.
It was now September 20th, 1915 and the weather was definitely getting cooler, but not too cold yet. It has been five months since Sylvia moved back to Maine, a whole eight months since she last saw Phillip and three months since she wrote to her former fiancé about the baby. Little did Sylvia know that Phillip was no longer in Colorado and would never be able to learn about his child. School had been let out for the day and it wasn’t a moment too soon as the young teacher had a prenatal appointment, so she walked over to the clinic that Sadie purchased to expand her medical practice three months ago. Sylvia was now eight months pregnant and looked forward to the day that she would finally meet her child. Once at the clinic the bell above the door let out a chime to signal that Sylvia had indeed arrived for her appointment as Lucy, the Carson’s cocker spaniel ran upstairs to the newly furnished operating theater from her usual spot by the fireplace to alert Sadie that
Two days later Sadie and Paul’s world is shattered once more as Julian’s birth mother comes from England after receiving the letter about her ex husband’s death and fights for custody in court. The judge unfortunately rules in favor of his birth mother and with a heavy heart Julian is ripped from Sadie’s arms. The judge watches the little boy cling for dear life to Sadie, but the middle aged man is powerless to help the little boy and the couple since by law if the child isn’t in any danger then he has to go back to his mother, no matter how little she knows him.
Shortly after the court hearing, Sylvia is on the porch when she spots Sadie running to the barn with Paul going after his wife. Sylvia sighs sadly before putting her knitting down and going to the barn to help her friends that is if they will let her. The scene in the barn breaks her heart as Sadie, who never lets her guard down unless with Paul is openly sobbing and clinging to her husband’s chest. Paul tries so hard to be strong and keep it together for Sadie, but Sylvia can see the unshed tears in the young man’s light blue eyes. Lucy puts her head on her master’s lap and whimpers while Sylvia debates on whether to stay or leave in order to give the couple some privacy. The young woman turns to leave a moment later, but instead of leaving she goes over to Sadie enveloping her into a hug whilst silently wishing that she can take her best friend's pain away somehow. Sadie’s cries slowly cease before she looks at Sylvia and Paul as she says “ This is cruel, we had Julian fo
Later that evening after the Carson’s have gone to bed and the house is quiet, Sylvia got under the covers of her queen sized bed before opening her journal to write her plan. As the young woman started to write her left hand went to her stomach just like every other night before tonight, but instead of being happy about the impending arrival, Sylvia’s heart was heavy for the first time in ten months as her child moved within her. Sylvia continued to write as she thought silently. How would she be able to help her best friend? Would she even allow her to help?
A month had passed since Julian had left with his birth mother to England and Sylvia’s due date was fast approaching, with only three weeks to go until the baby was here. It was now 2pm and the October heat was starting to cool down and the weather was now bearable as Sylvia walked up the hill by the homestead where Sadie and Paul were sitting on the lush grass. Sadie smiled as Paul helped her friend to a nearby log to rest before Sylvia said “ you both have been wonderful since I arrived here including helping with building my house right next to yours amongst other things. I have known you both for over twenty years and I have watched you two go through things that no couple should ever have to go through. Sadie, I know how much you want to raise a child and I have something that I wanted to ask you both. I’ve made up my mind a while ago after giving this a lot of thought and all I need now is an answer. “ Paul grasps his wife’s hand as he motions for Sadie to go on. Sylvi
Sooner than expected the Carson’s leave on a trip to the nearby town to get more supplies for the clinic as well as a few goats for the farm. The next night, Sylvia is at her new home after moving in two days prior and is sitting in the rocking chair that Paul just finished carving for her. She is lost in her book when her child moves within her before giving a sharp kick to her abdomen. Sylvia rubs her stomach lovingly right before a pain overtakes the young woman causing her to groan. She lets her grip loose from the armrest a few minutes later as she says “okay, baby, please not now. Let’s wait until your parents get back from their trip before you make your entrance.” A second contraction hits twenty minutes later as Sylvia fills the tub with hot water. She is about to get in the full tub as her water breaks. Sylvia grips the sides of the tub as the contractions get closer together. Her knees begin to shake as she realizes that it's time. Soon, Sylvia breathed deeply as
As soon as everything was cleaned up and both mother and baby were warm as well as dressed, Sylvia sat down in the rocking chair once more. The baby was soon brought to its mother’s breast as she took in every single detail of her newborn daughter: her little nose was the spitting image of Phillip’s along with her blue eyes, but her lips as well as her curly red hair was all from her mother. Sylvia watched as her daughter who she named Elizabeth Louisa latched onto her mother’s breast for her first meal. The only sounds that could be heard in the home where that of Elizabeth eating and Sylvia humming a lullaby that her mother, Penelope used to sing to her when she was little. Oh, how she missed her mother.