LIFE CALLS THE TUNE, WE DANCE.
John Galsworthy
(ACTUALLY THIS WAS WRITTEN SUNDAY, SEPT. 21st)
September is a special month for special people. My Jenna's birthday was Wednesday. My Cate's birthday was yesterday, and today we are having a special "early" birthday party for Little Ma. (Also, Betty M. and her son Kale are September kids).
It's odd that both of my kids were born on a Friday morning. After Dan (who was born on a Friday), I swore I would never give birth again on a Friday, because Lon had all weekend to "celebrate" while I was in the hospital. Jenna appeared on a pretty September morning about 9:50. I had gone to St. Luke's, but my doctor was over at Mercy Hospital delivering another baby, and I was told he would be there shortly. SHORTLY? Excuse me, but I wanted to have my baby out, too. It seems that now-a-days, most deliveries are pre-scheduled (C-sections), or provide the mom with so many pain-killing drugs, that it's not really what you would call natural childbirth.. As I waited for the doctor to appear, I remember the labor pains turning into the most exquisite feeling. I assumed that that was my body NATURALLY taking over to deliver this baby. But, no, I was told to suppress the instinct to push - because the doctor had not arrived. What a gyp! Anyhoo, when he did get there, he was accompanied by an intern. My doctor stood back, and proceeded to have the intern get some practice in and she delivered Jenna! By that time, I wasn't too picky who was going to assist me. Anyone would do. I was getting desperate. Any available nurse, First Year Student, Candy Striper, janitor????? As soon as she was born, Lon took one look at her delicate little face and massive mop of blonde-streaked light brown hair and startled blue eyes and said, "She's beautiful!" And that she was and that is what she is today.
My Cate was born on a beautiful September Sunday morning. Dan had called me around 10:00 the night before and said that they were headed to the hospital. By 3 o'clock in the morning, Cate was here! Dan called and said she was born with a mop of hair already, but I assumed that it was a butter blonde shade like her parents. I also expected to see her Mom and Dad's blue eyes, too. Well, early Sunday mornings were Grandpa Lonnie's weekly golf foursomes, and he told me to wait until he got home and then go see the new granddaughter with him. He didn't get home until around 11:30, so I ran into Wal-Mart and bought a blonde blue-eyed doll for her. Later, when we got to see her, I was amazed that she had a full head of black hair and green eyes. As she laid in her little incubator bed, she looked up at me and our eyes met. It was that moment when she won my heart. She just seemed to calm and content, but somewhat interested in that lady that was looking at her. What a sweetheart! (I tried doing the same thing with Abby when I first met her, but she wouldn't stay awake long enough to pay attention to her grandmother. Still, it was an incredibly sweet moment, too).
It's been nice the last few days, because Dan and his fiancé, Tammy are here to do some business and to go to the party. Speaking of which, I am going to dash and get ready for take Little Ma to church and then on to her surprise!
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
John Galsworthy
(ACTUALLY THIS WAS WRITTEN SUNDAY, SEPT. 21st)
September is a special month for special people. My Jenna's birthday was Wednesday. My Cate's birthday was yesterday, and today we are having a special "early" birthday party for Little Ma. (Also, Betty M. and her son Kale are September kids).
It's odd that both of my kids were born on a Friday morning. After Dan (who was born on a Friday), I swore I would never give birth again on a Friday, because Lon had all weekend to "celebrate" while I was in the hospital. Jenna appeared on a pretty September morning about 9:50. I had gone to St. Luke's, but my doctor was over at Mercy Hospital delivering another baby, and I was told he would be there shortly. SHORTLY? Excuse me, but I wanted to have my baby out, too. It seems that now-a-days, most deliveries are pre-scheduled (C-sections), or provide the mom with so many pain-killing drugs, that it's not really what you would call natural childbirth.. As I waited for the doctor to appear, I remember the labor pains turning into the most exquisite feeling. I assumed that that was my body NATURALLY taking over to deliver this baby. But, no, I was told to suppress the instinct to push - because the doctor had not arrived. What a gyp! Anyhoo, when he did get there, he was accompanied by an intern. My doctor stood back, and proceeded to have the intern get some practice in and she delivered Jenna! By that time, I wasn't too picky who was going to assist me. Anyone would do. I was getting desperate. Any available nurse, First Year Student, Candy Striper, janitor????? As soon as she was born, Lon took one look at her delicate little face and massive mop of blonde-streaked light brown hair and startled blue eyes and said, "She's beautiful!" And that she was and that is what she is today.
My Cate was born on a beautiful September Sunday morning. Dan had called me around 10:00 the night before and said that they were headed to the hospital. By 3 o'clock in the morning, Cate was here! Dan called and said she was born with a mop of hair already, but I assumed that it was a butter blonde shade like her parents. I also expected to see her Mom and Dad's blue eyes, too. Well, early Sunday mornings were Grandpa Lonnie's weekly golf foursomes, and he told me to wait until he got home and then go see the new granddaughter with him. He didn't get home until around 11:30, so I ran into Wal-Mart and bought a blonde blue-eyed doll for her. Later, when we got to see her, I was amazed that she had a full head of black hair and green eyes. As she laid in her little incubator bed, she looked up at me and our eyes met. It was that moment when she won my heart. She just seemed to calm and content, but somewhat interested in that lady that was looking at her. What a sweetheart! (I tried doing the same thing with Abby when I first met her, but she wouldn't stay awake long enough to pay attention to her grandmother. Still, it was an incredibly sweet moment, too).
It's been nice the last few days, because Dan and his fiancé, Tammy are here to do some business and to go to the party. Speaking of which, I am going to dash and get ready for take Little Ma to church and then on to her surprise!
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
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