I’m so excited to announce that my (our) youngest daughter – Carissa – has given birth to a set of twins. This has been a long and emotionally painful journey for Carissa and her husband, Jaime. You can ready my post from my other blog – Foolishness and Mayhem – titled “GrannyCon alert level Orange!
As the often used quote states “Anything worth having is hard to come by”.
Carissa had been seeing her OB/GYN twice weekly for quite some time over the last couple months. He stepped it up to three times a week because of her moderate level of Preeclampsia. She also had been experiencing Gestational Diabetes.
While I was out on the road with my Day Job I kept in contact with Carissa to find out when the doctor would be scheduling her delivery. We had another week before I had to make plans to begin heading to Phoenix, Arizona. I wanted to be with Carissa when she delivered the babies and stay for a month to help with the tasks of regular living that doesn’t stop just because a new baby – or two – is introduced in the mix.
Carissa called me on Saturday, June 11th, to inform me the doctor has decided she will deliver the babies the next day June 12th. Father’s Day! We had picked up trucks in Fontana, California going to Grand Island, Nebraska. We were in Colorado with our nurse daughter when we learned the news of the change of plans. Joe and I were not even half way through with our delivery and I was not going to be there for Carissa and Jaime. Well, I have a cell phone as do they. I’d do what I could from the phone.
Sunday morning, June 12th, Carissa and Jaime were at the hospital at 5:30 a.m. as instructed. The C-Section delivery was scheduled for 7:30 a.m. As I drove toward Grand Island, Nebraska from Denver, Colorado I frequently looked at my watch. Having the alone time in the truck I prayed. Little did I know, but Joe was praying as well. He was not very happy with God at that time – he later told me. He was afraid that our daughter was in imminent peril and we might lose her because of the Preeclampsia. Poor Joe.
We stopped in Sterling, Colorado for breakfast at the Village Inn. The restaurant was pretty much populated with guests there to celebrate Father’s Day with their families. Joe and I were at our table and in such a state of nerves that we couldn’t sit still. Joe was trembling. He was shaking so badly the table was jittering. This photo arrived on my cell phone. I burst into tears of joy as was Joe.
The birth of twins
When he could catch his breath and get his nerves under control Joe stood at the table and tried to get the attention of everyone in the restaurant by tapping his fork on his water glass. That didn’t work as well in real life as it does in the movies. So he changed his plan to just loudly asking for everyone’s attention. The entire building became quiet. Most of them were afraid of what was to come.
Joe went on without missing a beat. He declared “I don’t know how many grandfathers are represented here today, but I am thrilled to announce that my daughter has just now delivered twins and they are healthy. Happy Father’s Day to all of you Dads and Granddads.” This was immediately followed by a raucous round of applause and cheers from the restaurant diners and staff.
It was then, after Joe sat down, that the jitters stopped and he told me of his conversation with God. Joe said “God, you caused this to happen. You better make this right!” I love my bear of a man who is, seemingly, afraid of nothing and no one.
I spent the next few hours on the road in tears and prayers of gratitude. The babies were going to be monitored for 24 hours for any ill effects from the Gestational Diabetes. Their blood sugar levels were closely watched by the hospital nurses and doctors.
Later that same day, Sunday, my other daughter in Arizona sent me pictures of the new girls. They are beautiful and healthy babies. Another round of prayers of gratitude and more tears.
I talked with Jaime on the phone not long after the delivery to see how the four of them were doing. He was so good with me as he updated me on all of the happenings. He had to remain outside the operating room for the Spinal Block administered to Carissa. Once that was over he was allowed in the room with her. He stayed throughout the entire procedure. Even standing to take a peek at the process of seeing his girls coming into this world. Brave man and I am very proud of him. I have heard, through several people, that Jaime has a “Manly” diaper bag that he has prepared. I mentioned that to him and told him I was proud of him for stepping up to be a real Dad and not an absentee father. Jaime’s response to me was
“I’m All In. I’m All Over This Situation!”
Once back in the room where Carissa would be for her hospital stay there was a problem with the pain medication prescribed to her. The medication caused her to go into such a deep sleep that her breathing was very shallow. She would only waken from this state when her pain spiked to the point of needing more of the drug. Jaime and the nursing staff were worried for her and a change was made to her medication.
Let me tell you how proud I am of Carissa. Once the pain medication was changed and she was not so far in a fog she did sit up and hang her feet over the side of the bed after she had done the requisite time flat on her back from the Spinal Block. Later that night she tried to stand but was too dizzy and had to lie back down.
The next day, Monday, Carissa was up and walking the maternity floor. She took a shower later in the afternoon. In preparation for having her two babies with her in the room to enjoy and nurse as needed. The final update I received last night was a precious photo taken by Jaime. He titled it “Sisters pushing sisters”.
“Sisters pushing sisters”
I had to get this post done because I am so proud of my girl. I am so very proud of both of my girls and the grandchildren they have blessed me with. This is my 4 year old grandson that I love dearly.
My grandson, Simon
The cycle of abuse and neglect that my sister, Pati, and I suffered as children has been broken by the both of us. Our feeble attempts at love, since we didn’t even know what it was, have paid off. My grandchildren are blessed with family that loves them unconditionally, protects them, cherishes them, and makes sure they know from the moment they are born they are surrounded by love.
Thank you God. I am richly blessed.
The laundry is beeping at me now. I am taking the time to get that done, repack for our trip to Arizona and I have to get in my craft room to get some packing done in there. I have lots of scrapbooking to do once I get to Arizona and I’m going to take a whole bunch of stuff with me! Definitely more than my clothes packing, that is for sure 😀
I will leave you with two precious photos. The new Dad with his baby girl and Aunt Heidi Jo with the other baby girl.
New Dad with his little girl
Aunt Heidi Jo with the other precious girl
I have lots of scrapbooking to do! Awesome.