Since becoming a grandma. Sometimes it seems like she’s been around forever and we’ve always known her and sometimes I’m amazed at how time flies!
I remember that day as if it were a few minutes ago – Dori called around 6:30 am that morning – saying she was having contractions about 6-10 minutes apart. She called back 1/2 hour later to say the contractions were getting “evil.” I called the office and told ’em I wasn’t coming in. A few hours later, she and Donald were on their way to Mercy Medical Center and Betsy, JoAnna and I were driving there to meet them. We all talked about what the baby would call us – Grammy? Aunt Betsy? Me Maw Maw? But we were really contemplating our new roles in the life of a person we had never met. The kids stayed behind in a waiting room, while Dori, Donald and I all sat in the stupid OB waiting room. For three solid hours we sat there while Dori’s contractions got to 1 1/2 minutes apart! I remember going out into the waiting area to let a nurse know, but it seemed like everyone in Baltimore decided to have their baby that day, LOL. It was a beautiful day – spring had arrived just to greet Madison.
By the time Dori was in the room she was already 6 centimeters along! and no drugs!Sometimes I think the docs should leave women alone – they do so much better without them. But as things progressed, Madison was in fetal distress and they had to get her out of there fast, so off Dori flew to the OR, leaving a very worried Donald behind. Within minutes Madison was born, healthy and pink. Her daddy couldn’t wait to see her. He was in the nursery for her first bath while John and I watched behind glass windows. Dori took a little longer to get into her room, but she was fine in spite of her post-op pain. She finally got to hold her baby that night.
Now Madison is going to school and talking and learning about “good choices” and “bad choices” and will soon be a big sister herself. Can life get any better than this?
Happy Birthday, Sweetie!
Last night our wonderful beautiful intelligent adorable granddaughter spent the night. She played with toys, played with her Pop-pop (who had been missing her something fierce). John is so good with her – she won't even talk to me sometimes. Hmmmm. Maybe I need to hit the mouthwash…. She didn't eat much at dinner time and turned down her usual chocolate milk which should have given us a clue, LOL. Around 9:00 we started for the bath tub. We have this tub in our bathroom that is so deep, it's weird. We hardly ever use it – schedules too crazy and we're shower people. Anyway, Madison had a BLAST in it. She counted all the rubber duckies John had brought home. We got the washing part over with quickly, after all, bathtime is for taking a swim in the house, right? Anyway, I kept hurrying her up because I wanted to get to sleep, too. She was so good – did the usual up and down – potty, drink of water, can I get in your bed, can I go back to my bed etc. etc. etc. Finally she was asleep before 10:30. 2 1/2 hours later she's up puking the few cheerios she had for dinner. DUH! Should've seen that coming! I felt bad because here she was, probably a little homesick, missing her mommy and daddy and then she gets sick. I hope she can do this again soon and not get sick, so she at least has good memories of visiting,poor kid. 7 AM and her mommy is back from the night shift. All three of them are going to need to sleep today. Boy does that bring back memories. I'm so glad they live nearby. I remember when John and I had that stuff going on and there was no one around from the family to even ask to help. Donald's mom is so sweet to Madison. She actually went to the school and had lunch with her! I am jealous! Madison was saying things at dinner last night like, “That's my granddaughter's lunch you're eating!” “Mom-mom” must've been saying that to her yesterday at lunch. She is getting so big, right before our eyes. Before we know it, she'll be in high school!
Today I do visits to get ready for tomorrow, and/or I'll be doing some driving for a friend who's father's in the hospital. I love when I don't know what the heck I'm doing. Oh well, what else is new?
Not much new. Getting ready for Holy Week – stressful for choir master and priests, but a lot of fun for me – I love to sing, especially in a choir – there’s safety in numbers is my motto. Am also taking part in the passion reading -as St. Peter, LOL! Oh, if the Pope could see me now! (RIGHT)
Sat on a panel as a presenter for a conference on mediation in CINA/TPR cases. It was fun – I was there with my “buds” so it wasn’t anywhere near as threatening as I thought it was going to be. It was fun to meet up with the Howard and Carroll county folks. Sabrina was in the office holding down the fort for Connie, Ellen and Connie D. Who’d a thunk it?
OK, now I’ve used just about every euphemism to piss off any of my kids who read this.
Back next week.