Finally Julene is taken to the operating room. I fib and say of course. I'm handed a surgeons uniform. I rub her arms. The anithesiologist unstraps her wrist so that I can rub both arms.
Mom wants to know when they are going to start as the doctors continue to chit chat.
I can hear someone giving instructions to remove the child. A minute later we hear a cry and the baby is raised in the air. The world will never be the same. I follow the nurse , with the shifty eyes, as she takes Raquel to the nursery. Raquel Marisol is weighed and cleaned up some more, I never take my eyes off her All the family looks through the glass partition as I proudly hold my daughter.