Cupcake Diva

I am the OB/GYN and neonatal fellow at SGMW Hospital, studying under some of the best mentors. My job is very exciting because I’m bringing new life into the world and helping the tiny ones. It’s complicated with George O’Malley.

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

“We said we were okay with not expanding our family. We made that decision together,” I whisper. “But I don’t know if I can send her into the system. Clearly, Hannah thinks she belongs with us.”

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“I’m not going to ask you to send her into the system,” I reassured Izzie as I stroked the baby’s head. “let’s just wait for Hannah to get here.”

[izziecups]

I nod my head. "Then I guess that is our decision," I whisper as I continue to rock the baby while she eats.

A short while later, a nurse brings Hannah into the room. I gently pass the baby off to George and wrap my arms around my daughter. "You could have called. We would have helped," I promise her.

"No one could help," Hannah admits quietly. "Is she okay?"

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

"We said we were okay with not expanding our family. We made that decision together," I whisper. "But I don't know if I can send her into the system. Clearly, Hannah thinks she belongs with us."

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

“I’ll call her,” I whisper as George leaves the room. I sit down with the baby and hold her against me. She needs the warmth. I dial the number that’s been texting me.

“Hannah, please listen,” I whisper into the phone when I hear the line pick up. “We will take her, I promise, but we have to do this the right way. I need to check you over too and make sure you’re okay,” I add. “I’ll send a cab for you, and George and I….we will pay for everything…..” I trail off.

It takes some time and convincing, but Hannah finally agrees. I release a breath. I realize I haven’t ask George if he wants this. I just decided without him.

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I nodded understandingly as I sat down on the bed. I wasn’t sure how I felt, this baby being left on my doorstep was a lot to take in, but the fact that she was Izzie’s granddaughter hit me like a ton of bricks. As much as we weren’t ready to have another baby around, I knew I couldn’t suggest a foster home. I closed my eyes, the weight of everything sinking in.

[izziecups]

"Hannah is going to come here," I whisper to him when he comes back into the room. "What are we going to do?" I ask softly as I give her the bottle. She begins to suck hungrily.

[montgomeryaddison-md]

In The Beginning | Izzie, Teddy & Addison

[izziecups]

"I see the last appointment was inconclusive," I comment as I dry my hands and pull on some gloves. "Teddy, if you lay back, we will just take a look with the ultrasound," I explain. Teddy gets into position and I begin to perform the scan.

Her uterus appears empty. I don't see anything at first. I will run her bloods again. "There it is," I say after a long moment. "Right there is your little one," I say as I point to the spec on the screen. "About five weeks."

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In The Beginning | Izzie, Teddy & Addison

Today’s the day. I slowly step out of her car closing the door behind me but when I don’t hear Teddy’s door close, I turn around to see her still sitting in the car. I smile softly getting back into the driver’s seat. I squeeze her hand softly, “Honey, whatever happens today… It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter because we have each other.”

I just hope we get good news today. We need good news day. I don’t think Teddy can handle too much more of this… I don’t think I can handle too much more of this.

[t-altmancardio]

I didn’t sleep a wink last night. Hell, I am not sure that I slept much this past week. The rest of our lives hinges on what izzie is able to tell us today. I sigh softly as Addison gets back into the car for the moment. I am grateful for the support and I haven’t done a great time showing it.

“Thank you,” I say quietly.

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“No,” I shake my head when Teddy thanks me, “Thank you. I know how much we both want this and how upsetting it is every time we hear bad news… It’s been hard for me so I know it’s been even harder on you, you know.” I squeeze her hand softly and I wait until she’s finally ready to get out of the car. I get out of the car behind her and follow her into the hospital. We head straight for the elevators and up to OB. I’m so nervous that I’m shaking.

When I realize I’m shaking Teddy I laugh nervously, “Sorry… I just really want to hear some good news.”

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I don’t even know where my head is in all of this. I’m lost. Does the result even matter today? A nurse calls us into an exam room, and I get changed into a gown, knowing Izzie will need to do an ultrasound. What if the girls don’t want a baby? What if there is a baby?

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It’s quiet when we enter the exam room. I don’t know what Teddy is thinking but I can tell she’s pretty out of it by the look of her face. I know we both really wanted this but we’ve been through so much shit… I don’t even know how Teddy really feels anymore. I know that we’re done after this. She doesn’t want to try anymore and I don’t want her to because I know how detrimental it is to her health. This is it. I just hope this really is it; that we get our baby.

Teddy gets dressed into a gown and we just sit in silence as we wait for Izzie to come in.

[izziecups]

"Good morning," Igreet when I come into the room. I review the notes on the tablet and am grateful my nurse already had teddy change into a gown. "How are we today?" I ask as I wash my hands. Something feels off between them, but I'm not sure what it is.

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

"I'll call her," I whisper as George leaves the room. I sit down with the baby and hold her against me. She needs the warmth. I dial the number that's been texting me.

"Hannah, please listen," I whisper into the phone when I hear the line pick up. "We will take her, I promise, but we have to do this the right way. I need to check you over too and make sure you're okay," I add. "I'll send a cab for you, and George and I....we will pay for everything....." I trail off.

It takes some time and convincing, but Hannah finally agrees. I release a breath. I realize I haven't ask George if he wants this. I just decided without him.

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

“It was on our door step,” I whisper as I set my purse down. I have no idea what is going on. I can’t even think straight at the moment. “we need to check the baby over.”

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“Our doorstep?” I ask as I unwrapped the baby to examine it. I checked the umbilical cord and saw a clamp on it, “Well whoever had her either saw a doctor or they have an OB kit at home.” I said as I stripped her of her wet diaper. I put the baby on the scale and weighed her “7 pounds 2 ounces,” I say to Izzie as I scribbled my notes on to my pants. “Aside from being cold she seems to be in good health, maybe twelve hours old.” I checked her wrists and feet for a band, which I couldn’t find.

“Did she have anything else with her? Any reports of missing babies from the local hospital?”

[izziecups]

“She was full term,” I observe. I finally reach into my purse and pull out the letter that was tucked with her. I unfold it and see my name at the top. “Dear Isabel,” I read. “You gave me the best chance you could at life, and it turned out okay until one drunken night. I need my life to continue to be the one you gave me,” I read out loud. I know exactly who this letter is from.

“She’s yours. She’s your flesh. She’s your granddaughter, but please, the only thing I want for her is to be raised as your daughter,” I choke out. “Thank you for showing me the right way. All my love to you five. Hannah.”

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I looked at Izzie shocked at the fact that this was her granddaughter. “Izzie, we need to find her. If she really wants to terminate her parenting rights then we need to find her so that she can, there’s no way that this letter would hold up in court,” I say to her as I stare down at the perfect little girl in front of us. I place a new diaper on her and I wrap her up warmly before passing her on to Izzie. “I’ll be right back, I am going to page social services and get her a bottle.” I say before giving Izzie a kiss.

[izziecups]

George is talking a mile a minute, and my mind just can't process all of it. He hands me the baby a moment later and dashes from the room. I gently rock her in my arms and pull out my cell phone. It's got to be her number. I could call her.

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

“It was on our door step,” I whisper as I set my purse down. I have no idea what is going on. I can’t even think straight at the moment. “we need to check the baby over.”

[george-omalley-army-medic-blog]

“Our doorstep?” I ask as I unwrapped the baby to examine it. I checked the umbilical cord and saw a clamp on it, “Well whoever had her either saw a doctor or they have an OB kit at home.” I said as I stripped her of her wet diaper. I put the baby on the scale and weighed her “7 pounds 2 ounces,” I say to Izzie as I scribbled my notes on to my pants. “Aside from being cold she seems to be in good health, maybe twelve hours old.” I checked her wrists and feet for a band, which I couldn’t find.

“Did she have anything else with her? Any reports of missing babies from the local hospital?”

[izziecups]

"She was full term," I observe. I finally reach into my purse and pull out the letter that was tucked with her. I unfold it and see my name at the top. "Dear Isabel," I read. "You gave me the best chance you could at life, and it turned out okay until one drunken night. I need my life to continue to be the one you gave me," I read out loud. I know exactly who this letter is from.

"She's yours. She's your flesh. She's your granddaughter, but please, the only thing I want for her is to be raised as your daughter," I choke out. "Thank you for showing me the right way. All my love to you five. Hannah."

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

"It was on our door step," I whisper as I set my purse down. I have no idea what is going on. I can't even think straight at the moment. "we need to check the baby over."

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

“I have to make the kids snacks for camp tomorrow. I promised.” I tell him. “I’ll be okay,” I add as I lean over to kiss his cheek.

[george-omalley-army-medic-blog]

“I’m just worried. I can’t make it home tonight or tomorrow to help make sure you’re safe. I’m worried.” I say with a sigh as she kisses my cheek.

[izziecups]

“I can call you and keep you posted,” I promise as I feel his pager go off. I sigh. “Guess our moment is over?”

[george-omalley-army-medic-blog]

“Ok, I can take that,” I say with a sigh as I kissed her. “Yeah, it’s on my train guy. Hopefully he’s a donor.”

[izziecups]

"I hope so," I answer before kissing him again. "I'll text you," I promise. I head for my spot in the parking garage. On the way home, I hear my phone buzz a few times, but ignore it. I pull into the driveway and the motion light comes on.

I notice something on the porch. George didn't mention ordering anything. I place my finger on my key chain pepper spray as I approach. I hear whimpering and realize it is a baby carrier. I quickly scoop the carrier up and unlock the door, rushing inside. There's a note and a sleeping infant inside. "What the hell?" I ask. The baby is bundled up well and there is a hospital issue blanket around him or her.

I stuff the letter back into my bag and pick the carrier up. I need to have this baby checked over. I need to call social services. I drive back to the hospital on auto pilot and park at the ambulance entrance. "Page O'malley and get me a warmer!" I yell.

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

“I have to make the kids snacks for camp tomorrow. I promised.” I tell him. “I’ll be okay,” I add as I lean over to kiss his cheek.

[george-omalley-army-medic-blog]

“I’m just worried. I can’t make it home tonight or tomorrow to help make sure you’re safe. I’m worried.” I say with a sigh as she kisses my cheek.

[izziecups]

"I can call you and keep you posted," I promise as I feel his pager go off. I sigh. "Guess our moment is over?"

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

"I have to make the kids snacks for camp tomorrow. I promised." I tell him. "I'll be okay," I add as I lean over to kiss his cheek.

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

“A few months ago,” I whisper as I scroll through the texts. They have been few and far between but always seem to be about a month apart.

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“What are the messages saying? Are they threatening? Is someone trying to hurt you? Do you want to move, I can get your number changed.” I say, my mind going a mile a minute.

[izziecups]

"They are like a count down. You'll have your chance in five months. Four months. Two months."

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

[izziecups]

"A few months ago," I whisper as I scroll through the texts. They have been few and far between but always seem to be about a month apart.

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

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I smiled as Izzie sat down onto my lap and I placed my head against her shoulder. I was only 6 hours into my 48 hour shift and I felt dead. “Paperwork sounds so nice right now. I’d rather be doing that. My twenty four got extended to a forty eight, so I’m practically living here this week,” I say.

[izziecups]

I can't tell him. Not now. He will worry. "Owen really needs to come back from leave. You can only love on a baby for so long," I tease with a smile. I hate all the hours George has had to work.

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

I reached for my dinner I packed as I finally got a minute to sit down in the lounge. I was too tired for what the day had brought, I had two deaths so far. That’s the down side to being in the ER, having to know when a patient is too far gone. I took pride in some of those that I had been able to save, but they didn’t make the deaths any easier.

So far today I had two kids get into a crash with a train, and one person who got too cocky with a chainsaw. Luckily the chainsaw one wasn’t as bad as the train victims, who were now on life support pending donor status. I could only hope their deaths would mean something for someone else.

Feeling lonely I took out my phone and texted Izzie “Did you eat yet? If not I’m about to if you have time to join me.”

[izziecups]

I feel my phone buzz in my pocket as I am packing it in for the night. I have snack duty at the twins camp tomorrow so I have to make something awesome for them. I text George back before heading downstairs.

“Hey handsome,” I answer as I come up behind him and wrap my arms around his neck. “How has your day been?”

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I lean back feeling Izzie’s arms around my neck and I smile. This girl could bring a smile to my face in the darkest of days. I give her a kiss as I shrug my shoulders. “Could be better, could be worse. How’s yours going? Any adorable babies yet?” I ask, as I give her a bite from my dinner.

[izziecups]

"No babies today. Just paperwork," I admit with a smile as I sit down in his lap. "Took some time to make look up some snacks for camp tomorrow," I add. I need to tell him that someone is following me though. I can't risk it.

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Run to you baby (Gizzie)

I reached for my dinner I packed as I finally got a minute to sit down in the lounge. I was too tired for what the day had brought, I had two deaths so far. That’s the down side to being in the ER, having to know when a patient is too far gone. I took pride in some of those that I had been able to save, but they didn’t make the deaths any easier.

So far today I had two kids get into a crash with a train, and one person who got too cocky with a chainsaw. Luckily the chainsaw one wasn’t as bad as the train victims, who were now on life support pending donor status. I could only hope their deaths would mean something for someone else.

Feeling lonely I took out my phone and texted Izzie “Did you eat yet? If not I’m about to if you have time to join me.”

[izziecups]

I feel my phone buzz in my pocket as I am packing it in for the night. I have snack duty at the twins camp tomorrow so I have to make something awesome for them. I text George back before heading downstairs.

"Hey handsome," I answer as I come up behind him and wrap my arms around his neck. "How has your day been?"