Dear Camila,
To this day, I still really regret missing the birth of our third child. And you will never truly know how sorry I was and still am about missing it, but in my defense, how was I supposed to know that it wasn't joke? After all, our child happened to be born on April fool's day.
I had been visiting an old friend several states away. It was the middle of the night when you called me. You told me that our child was on the way and that I needed to catch a plane as fast as I could. I laughed at you and told you I love you. You were the biggest prankster I knew and expected that you would probably play this card. I hung up on you and laid back down.
You called again and I ignored it, needing sleep.
It wasn't until about ten phone calls from you later that Dinah finally called and yelled at me. I think I learned a few new curse words that day from her.
I went into panic mode and began getting dressed and packing everything. I luckily caught a plane at the last minute and landed in town a few hours later. Normani picked me up and drove us to the hospital asfast as I could, but we didn't make it in time. You had already given birth thirty minutes ago and not to mention you had passed out right after, leaving Dinah to name our child.
I panicked. We couldn't trust Dinah with something like that.
Turns out she named our child, or son as I should say, Camren.
"Why?" I had asked her.
She smirked at me as I held Camren in my arms and cradled him beside you. You were still fast asleep."Lauren and Camila together makes Camren. He is the creation of you two, so therefore he is Camren"
Camren Nikolas Cabello-Jauregui was his name.
When you woke up you looked like you wanted to punch me in the face for missing such an important date, but then you saw Camren in my arms and stopped. Instead of condoning violence, you leaned up and grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss.
"We made another beautiful child, didn't we?" You said.
I nodded and kissed Camren's cheek. "We sure did"
I swore then that there was no way that life could get better than that. Boy, was I wrong.
Sincerely,
Lauren Jauregui
