"Call Katherine," says Mom, "She needs to get over there with Holly."

By the time we get to the hospital, everyone is there. Adam and the kids, Peter and Christina, Laura and Charles, Katherine and Holly are in the room with Aaron and Loren.

"Do you want me to take the kids home with me?" I ask Adam.

"No," he says. "Katie was just here. Loren is at a nine. I don't think it'll be much longer."

"Oh my gosh," I say. "She was in literal labor all night. I can't believe it."

"She must have a high tolerance to pain," he says.

"Yes, she does," I say, thinking of the hell she had to endure to get here.

My phone starts buzzing, and I see that it's Sam. I let it go to voicemail, and I take this opportunity to go into my voicemails and delete all the messages he's left in the last day and a half.

To keep myself busy and my brain occupied, I go to the gift shop downstairs and get the kids some coloring books and crayons to keep them entertained while we wait. On my way back, I step into the elevator, and Lisa follows me in.

"Lisa! Hi. What are you doing here?"

"Adam called me and asked me to pick up the kids. I'm taking them back to the house."

"Oh, okay," I say, handing the bag with the books and crayons inside, "then you can have these. I just bought them for the kids."

"Okay, thanks."

After Lisa takes the kids home, we wait and wait and wait.

"Katie just texted me," says Adam. "She's pushing."

I glance at Mom and Dad, and I can tell they're praying. I start praying, too.

Thirty minutes later, Katherine walks in with a smile spread across her face and tears in her eyes.

"It's a boy!"

The room erupts with hugs, handshakes, kisses, tears, laughter, and thanks to God. I'm so happy. I wish Sam were here to enjoy this precious moment with us, but I try to focus on the joyous occasion anyway. My sister and Aaron deserve this happiness.

When the room finally quiets, Adam asks, "So, what's his name?"

"Peter Chance Baldwin," she says, actively crying now.

"Peter, after Aaron's Dad," she says, reaching out to Peter and squeezing his hand. "Congratulations."

"Thank you," he says.

"Chance," Katherine continues, "is for the second chance God has given them to be happy."

Soon, there's not a dry eye in the room. I walk up to the Clays and give them each a hug. "How are you two doing?" I ask.

"We're both very happy for them," says Charles, smiling with tears in his eyes.

"They deserve to be happy," says Laura, sniffling and wiping her eyes. "This baby will bring such joy to all our lives."

"Yes, he will," I say, hugging them again.

Two hours later, after everyone has been in to see Loren and the baby, it's finally my turn.

I open the door slowly and quietly slip in. My sister is on the bed holding a tiny bundle in her arms. Aaron is sitting by her side, holding Holly so she can see the baby too.