Dear Friend,
It was pool party day! Margaret came up with the idea. I tried to tell her that maybe it wasn't a good idea seeing as it was nearing the end of her pregnancy, but she wouldn't listen.
"It will be fun! Won't it baby?" She asked rubbing her stomach.
"If you feel up to it." I said walking over to the table to eat my pancakes.
So, that night we threw a pool party!
Everyone was having a blast! We even bought some pool floaty devices!
Lucas liked that because Margaret could relax and kind of be away from all the kicking and splashing people we doing. He was nervous that her and the baby would get hurt.
But that didn't stop her from coming to enjoy the fun.
I was floating next to her when I saw her face scrunch up in pain.
"Margaret?" I asked.
"OUCH!" She screamed.
She some how managed to almost drown herself, probably from the pain and she stopped kicking her feet.
"Margaret!" I screamed diving for her.
"Lucas! Help!" I screamed trying to support her.
We managed to get her out of the pool, she doubled over and screamed in pain.
I knew this was a bad idea. I knew this would be too much for the baby.
"We need to get to the hospital!" Margaret screamed.
But they couldn't move because people were standing around.
"MOVE!" A very hormonal and pregnant Margaret screamed.
Everyone got out of her way while Lucas helped her into the car.
Meet Alex Moon!
I have a grandson.
"I love you so so much." I whispered.
"I think he looks like me." Jeremy said as I handed him to him.
"He's still too little!" I laughed.
"I know." He said.
We took the baby monitor out by the pool area and continued to swim, Margaret didn't do much swimming because she was sore.
After swimming we washed up, ate supper, spent sometime with Alex before heading to bed and allowing the new parents to bond with Alex, and the 2 AM feedings.
Love always,
Sam
It's a boy! 
