I WISH YOU WAS MY DADDY
“Mommy, what if I don’t know what to do with it?!” I was so serious. Here I was in a make-shift birthing room. Yeah, good idea. Terry had me laughing so hard. They had me walking around the room. Terry was quick to remind me that it was the most exercise that I’d had since the pregnancy. Okay so it was a little funny. When I talked to Mommy on the phone I was laughing so hard she thought that maybe I wasn’t in full-term labor. I was using that breathing technique. When the contractions came so quickly that was not working. I was informed that it was too late for drugs. Oh hell, what do I do?
When CoCo came out she didn’t cry, but smiled at her Father. The love affair began. I was laying there and my doctor and her staff kept asking Terry how he was doing. Damn! Didn’t I just give birth?! When he was asked if he wanted to cut the umbilical cord Terry was quick to tell them that he had paid for that so they could do it. lmao It gets better. Terry saw how Courtney’s big head came out of my vagina and he was a bit concerned. So he was like, “Are you gonna fix this?” My doctor Linda made sure Terry saw them stitch me up. I guess he figured he might want to use that again. lol Good looking out Ter. ;-)
My daughter and her Father adore each other. When Courtney went off to college I was traveling and teaching for Barbizon. Terry took his baby to school. It was another bonding experience for them; amongst countless others. They have their own traditions. Courtney always spends Christmas with her Father and has done so since the age of six. He doesn’t decorate the tree until his baby is home. It use to hurt my feelings when Court came home from her summer with her Dad. She was always crying. When I asked if she was glad to be home she always said the same thing, “It’s just I miss my Daddy.”
Every year Terry makes it his business to come to Chicago to be here for his daughter’s birthday. A lot of times that means Terry is driving 8 hours straight and having to drive right back. Terry is a music educator. When Courtney would go with Daddy to school she always heard the same thing, “I wish Mr. Ammons was my Daddy.”
Last year Terry had to get right back to Kansas City. When we said goodbye Court and I were in the car. Court asked why I was crying. I said, “I’m gonna miss my friend.”
Court said, “I'm gonna miss my Daddy.”