Yesterday was a day that many of us won't forget. No, nothing tragic happened in that sense, but we got to celebrate - long distance - the birth of our 5th great-granddaughter. What is really crazy about the day is that I found out when I got up yesterday that the granddaughter had gone to the hospital to be induced to deliver. Women do that. The only "issue" was that my granddaughter's mother, nor I, could be with her. Because of COVID, only her 'spousal equivalent' could be with her. And he isn't real talkative. He did tell us that he was 'manning' the phone and would update us. But many times, after a length of time, we were the ones asking for an update.
The day progressed. What I felt should have been a simple 'once the water was broken, baby should come forth in a reasonable about of time' wasn't happening. And we weren't getting the updates we wanted. I will admit I was over the top stressing on the inside. I was constantly praying for my granddaughter and great-granddaughter, and the tears would flow. I don't even know why I was so emotional about it. When the doctors finally decided to do a c-section as the baby's heartrate would drop with each contraction and mom's body wasn't cooperating with expansion, and the baby was still up too high.... my heart was aching to be there. My daughter was beside herself, after all, this is her own first real grandchild. And she is here in town, and she couldn't be there.
Finally, we got a text at 4:26PM with a photo that our newest great granddaughter was born at 3:20PM, 7 pounds, 4 ounces. It was later we learned she was 19 1/2 inches long. She was healthy and perfect. Pictures soon followed. My prayers were heard and answered. Yes, I'm claiming that too. It was an extremely heart-wrenching, painful day. Unless you have been in a similar situation, please do not diss my emotions.
When my precious granddaughter who lived several hours away in the state gave us a beautiful great-granddaughter I didn't stress like this. I knew her mama was with her and I knew she would be ok. It was easy to pray for her and know that all would be ok. These are life times that we want our mama with us. I went through my first delivery with only my mother-in-law with me. It's not an easy thing.... but she was more of a mother to me at times than my own mother, so it was ok.
By evening I was extremely spent. Hubby had the evening out with his men friends and I was home with Sheeba. She is a good dog and must have sensed my distress of the day for she just laid quietly close to me and didn't jump on me like she usually does. I worked on a puzzle for awhile (yeah, starting those again and enjoying them) and did some crochet on an afghan I'm making for one of my bosses. By the time hubby got home, I was finally calmed down. I'm sure my blood pressure was way up there - not in the way it feels when hubby does something that sets me off when I find out about it - I actually shake then cause I'm so upset! But this was an emotional stress. I was calm when I went to bed and slept sound... once the texts stopped coming between my daughter and granddaughter (I'm on the thread).
But the positive of all this, I have a beautiful new great granddaughter and mom and baby are both doing fine. "They" have decided that no one can see the baby for two weeks to allow the baby's immune system to build up. I'll wait.... but I told my granddaughter she should not force her parents to wait...especially her mother! It seems like it was just a few weeks before we made the trek down to southern Arizona to see our great-granddaughter for the first time.
I didn't get much work done yesterday other than scheduling meetings like I usually do. Anything else that I had to think about got put on the burner in the back. So today I will have that waiting on me when I turn on my computer. I did have to jump back on before 5PM and send emails to my bosses, and to Dr. Robert Krauss who delivered this granddaughter and I work with him, that our great granddaughter was here. Didn't wait for their responses so will see those this morning.
Today is a new day and I have much to get done. LOL Just happened to remember that I was so 'over the top stressed' last night that after hubby left and I went to find something for dinner, I took a whole pizza out of the freezer and was thinking about cooking it!! Then reality hit and I told myself to put it back - I did NOT need the entire pizza, no matter how stressed I was! So I cooked a couple hamburger patties (one for me and one for Sheeba, yeah, gave her a treat) and that was enough. I almost couldn't get it down, but I managed. :-) Food and I have a wonderful relationship sometimes.
Ok - I guess I've gone on enough today. I am grateful to God for answering my prayers for this new mom and baby. True, as far as I know, nothing was drastically wrong other than things did not progress as they should have. But, what if I hadn't prayed? What if my prayers adverted something? I like to believe that my prayers made a difference, that God heard my prayers, and He answered. Sometimes we don't know what we don't know, because our prayers made a difference.
Blessings!
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