It was just about this same time of day, four years ago that we got a phone call announcing his arrival. It was a little confusing, because he wasn't due for another three weeks. So, when his dad called to say he'd arrived, I couldn't understand what he was talking about. Then, he told us the whole story of the emergency c-section, because of the hemorrhaging...It was scary and dreadful and wonderful and thrilling simultaneously. New Grandson!! Daughter snatched back from the brink of death!! Ahhhggg!
We'd already been doing exciting, scary stuff. CoolGuy had been recovering from surgery and then a setback occured requiring a couple of trips to the ER (and the near throttling of a doctor by myself) and a second surgery to solve that problem. So we'd already been a little stressed out anyway. But this made all the wretched stuff CoolGuy had gone through seem small.
We headed up to Utah to visit. Plus, my mother was dying. So, we took the Big Sister and went up to Wyoming to see her, and then returned to the desert so I could go back to school. Track break was over. Two weeks later, my mom did pass and we were on the road again. Lil'Dude and his exhausted mother came to bid farewell to Great-Grandma.
We are pleased to have no emergencies (knock on wood) at this time. We have enjoyed the person who came to live with us through that precipitous debut, and I love that he asks when he can come back to visit Grandpa and Grandma again. Anytime, Lil' Dude, anytime!!
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