Well, you know it seems like lately that when events happen, they really set sail.
Take for instance the day my daughter was heading to the hospital to be admitted to be induced. My h. and I had left around 30 minutes before them to stay at a fellow worker's house just 30 minutes from the hospital. Really see the Lord's fingerprints all over that!!!! Anyway we get there and we instantly check the weather channel. Across the bottom it's talking about a tornado on the ground around this certain main road that our kids are coming down and we had just gone down ourselves. I had that "dread" feeling that we mom's get when our maternal instincts kick in. So I call her, and she says that they had just come through it and that my SIL had had a hard time keeping the SUV on the road. Mercy!!!!!! They made it the hospital. (This is one Moma that was more than happy for her child to be in a hospital, know what I mean?) Well, about 3:10am, Tues. morn, she called to tell me that her water had broken, but all was well, and she was going to try and get more sleep. Well, I was going to get up around 5:00 in the first place, but needless to say, I was wide awake now!!!!!! My H., my mom, and I went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast, which I worried that would be crowded with the poor people up here getting out of the way of Gustav. Would you believe, we were about the 3rd family to be in there? God working here too!!!! We eat and head on to the hospital. We are in the hospital parking garage and my SIL calls and wants to know where we are. I told him, and then "the" silence". All of the sudden he starts to cry. My heart quit beating. Then he says that the baby is breach and they will be doing a C-section in about an hour. I started breathing again and told him everything would be alright and talked and calmed him down. (I've had one) Needless to say, I never walked so fast in my life into that hospital. We got into her L&D room, gave her a kiss, they began working on her to get her ready, gave SIL his outfit to put on, 10 minutes later that wisk her out and told us to wait in the room that SIL would bring baby to us when he was born. Maybe, maybe 10 minutes later, I became MiMi. All this while, being pounded by Gustav. We were under a weather alert and told to stay away from the windows, not something you want to hear when your daughter is delivering by C- section.
Need I say how perfect he is!!!!!! You know that baby smell and feel. Oh, he so has it!!!!!! He is the mini-me of his dad. He does have my daughter's perfect nose and her sweet cheeks that she had as a baby. He weighs 7lbs 9oz, is 20 1/2 inches long and has a wonderful healthy glow about him. My daughter had 101 fever last night, so please pray that it's nothing. I think it's totally normal after any surgery because your body is trying to heal, but she felt not so good for a time. They gave her meds and within 30 mins. she was better. She still has her morphine pump and has gotten quite good at tapping it. I'm afraid she is in for a rude awakening when they remove it. She has walked the halls and feels good for the most part. Please pray that she is able to "expel" well. Sorry for that, but she has a problem with that sometimes. You know, I'm just being a moma here and am worried about that too.
Lord Willing, they will come home tomorrow. Praise the Lord, the weather is suppose to be nice in the morning, too. I'm so ready to see the sun. I've about forgotten what it looks like. Please pray for their safety home too, please.
Can I ever being to say "Thank you" enough? It's amazing to me that there are people "out there" that I have not met but feel like I've know for years. I cherish your prayers. Believe me, when you have important goings-on happening in your life , it lifts one up to remember that there are prayer warriors "praying" for you.
Wish you could meet my little guy. When I look into his eyes, I'm so reminded of what God is all about. Know what I mean!!!!!!!!!
Love all of you,
MiMi (HaHa, loved writing that!!!!!!)