Is it really Tuesday already? Time seems to be moving at warp speed. The long awaited birth of my first (and probably only) grandchild is finally happening, about ten days early. Some blood test results indicated the need for inducing labor to avoid complications. The baby was declared “full term” by the doctor, so it’s on to the various magic tricks that obstetricians now use to bring a baby into the world.
We last heard at 10 pm last night that our daughter-in-law was having small contractions. Woke up at 8:30 am but still no news. Finally heard from my son at 10:30 am that the delivery is not happening as quickly as hoped, so they are now doing some of those “tricks” I mentioned earlier. Let’s hope it all works…soon!
My mind is periodically flooding with images of birthing rooms, hospitals, nurseries, doctors and everything that goes into bringing a new baby into this world nowadays. I keep thinking about women who don’t have help with these matters and who must suffer more. How terrified they must be when there are complications.
I’m keeping it brief today because there’s too much else competing in my mind for attention. By the way, we don’t know the sex, by choice. Stay tuned!
Wonderful Ways to Love A Grandchild
Grandchildren are God’s helpmates
in charge of softening our hearts
and opening our eyes and ears’
to the simple sights and sounds
that bring us joy.
Grandparents are in charge of
gentle loving and forgiveness,
for persevering and strengthening
the heart connection in your family.
– By Judy Ford