"A New Life" Life brings about many unpredicted developments. In my life, I have experienced several memorable events, lived through the good, and survived unpleasant times. Everyone has experienced both expected and unforeseen events that have made profound impacts on them. On April 19, 2013, I underwent the most profound imprint of my life, giving birth to my daughter, Sydney Lillian Diggs. I remember the day I found out I was pregnant. It was one of the happiest and scariest days of my life due to a previous miscarriage just a few months before. I took two home pregnancy tests, then another at my doctor’s office to make sure I was not dreaming. The doctor confirmed I was pregnant! My fiancé and I listened to the baby's heart beating. It was the most absolutely amazing experience. My emotions went from laughter to crying tears of joy. A few weeks later we went for the ultrasound. We were on our wonderful journey to become parents. I had my delivery plan all mapped out. Since my fiancé works two hours away, I had contingency hospital plan. My sister who lives a mile from me, was my back up plan. In addition, I have a close friend Akilah that lives two blocks away has a flexible schedule during the day. All of Sydney's clothes and bedding were washed and organized. My bags were packed. I anxiously waited for the big day anticipating everything was under control. On April 18 2013, my fiancé was at work. I started having contractions, but they were not close, they were about 20 minutes apart. I called my fiancé, as well as my sister, to advise them. Believing there was plenty of time because the contractions were so far apart, I continued to sit and breathe calmly. I decided to call my cousin who works and lives in the area to get advice from her about the contractions, since she recently had a baby. While talking to my cousin, my contractions went from 20 minutes, to three minutes, to one minute. I called my fiancé at work to inform him and then called my sister, no answer. I called Akilah, no answer. So what do I do now? I called my doctor’s office, they told me to go to the emergency room. My sister called back only to advise someone had borrowed her truck. Akilah was working and wouldn’t be able to pick me up for another hour. What else could go wrong? I did not want to call the ambulance; they would take me to the nearest hospital. The doctors there were not the ones I had grown to develop a friendship with over the last eight months. Quickly, I called my cousin back; she came and drove me to the hospital. At one point my cousin and sister were in panic because I did not respond to the doorbell or the telephone immediately when my cousin rang. I was collecting my things for the hospital and coming downstairs. They were expecting me to buzz her up to help me, when I did not they thought perhaps I was laid out one the floor; had I come down any slower they would have called 911 for back up. At the hospital reality set in. My contractions were close, but I was not dilated enough. They decided to admit me. Shortly after admission my sister arrived and my fiancé appeared shortly after. Moved to my private room is where the waiting game began, the nurse stated that I could not eat anything. “Lucky me!” went through my mind, I was so exhausted and hungry, wishing I would have had time enough to eat. I could only have ice water. Now what good was that going to do me? I was given an epidural, which was necessary for my survival. I was not in extreme pain, but it provided me with the best sleep I had in countless months. The next day was the "BIG EVENT!" Labor lasted for a few hours. My sister, fiancé, doctors, and nurses all kept me entertained during the pushing. We watched bad reality television and laughed as Sydney’s head that was face up instead of face down provided mild complications. Sydney's head would crown then fall back in; slowly she was coming but when? I pushed, held her in position, breathed, pushed, held, pushed harder, then rested. The doctors were considering forceps to pull her out. I did not want my baby to have a funny looking head, so we went for one more try. Finally with one big push, came the love of my life, Sydney Lillian Diggs. Her dad cried so much that my face was wet from his tears. I was too busy laughing at him to cry happy tears. The following days at the hospital were filled with lots of visits from friends and family, and love. We were finally released to come home and that was the best feeling ever. My little greatly anticipated bundle of joy was healthy and had made it into the world. After two years of trying to conceive finally received was my blessing from God. Looking back, life is full of unexpected events, my first miscarriage, having the people planned to take me to the hospital not available, my cousin and sister fearing I had fallen out, not being able to drink anything but water when I was starving, Sydney being head up instead of head down. It is funny how we have things planned, and they don't quite work out by every detail, but in the end it all comes together. Sydney is now seven months old and it makes me so happy to look at her smiling back at me.