My posts over the next few days/weeks may be fewer than normal, but the reason for this is completely understandable! That is, if you are me.
So, this happened Tuesday evening…..
Our 7th grandchild made his entrance into this world! It wasn’t without fanfare…there is something about our family name that ensures that nothing will be easy. We always have to keep the medical profession on their toes. This precious one, no matter how determined, just couldn’t push his way through the birth canal. The doctor said he was too big for my daughter to birth. Estimates were he weighed between 7.5 and 8 pounds. This doesn’t sound very big, but my daughter is only 5’1″ at best, and weighed about 110 pounds to begin with. After 17 hours of labor, they/she finally agreed to a C-section.
I’ll spare you all the details of the complications, and just present to you our precious grandson, who weighed in at 9 pounds 14 ounces, 21.5 inches in length! I am SO in love! He has his granddaddy’s cleft chin, his mom’s eyes, but the rest of him is TOTALLY his dad!
I am speechless! He is perfect and I can’t hug him enough!