FROM AN EMAIL TO HER FRIEND
We've had a lot of "busy" lately--what with Christmas activities and, oh yes, Jennifer having a baby!
She has given me quite an education in birthing babies--albeit a bit late. (E.G., I didn't know that jumping on a trampoline while having contractions is a good way to move labor along.) Getting up early the next morning to bake brownies seems to help too. The aroma from the kitchen got me up early. I was giving Owen his breakfast when Jen's mucous plug came "unplugged," and her water broke. When I left Owen to help Jen, he began choking on his cereal. The soggy Crispix dislodged after some frantic rescuing by his mother. Owen resumed eating, and Jen returned to her contractions.
The next 29 hours are a bit of a blur. The doula, hired to help Jennifer get through the VBAC (Vaginal Birth After Caesarean), arrived about 4 in the afternoon. She, Jen and Joe walked the mall several hours. When contractions were 4 minutes apart, Jen called. Through her, "Ouw! Ouw! Ouw!s," I heard her say they were going to the hospital.
The next hours were the hardest as we went through labor and delivery. Molly was born at 3:19 p.m., Dec. 29, 2010. Because of her size (9 lbs.) and her positioning, she was finally taken by Caesarean.
I don't know what drugs Jennifer got, but I had none. Having a baby is one thing, but your "baby" having a baby is quite another. How about we enact a little "health care" for the mother of the mother? What harm--a little medical marijuana under such circumstances?
Things were going well, and everyone was settled back home when Bob and I began our nearly
3-hour drive home Saturday night, January 1st. We'd been gone 8 days and were tired, but happy.
Monday, January 3, Molly was hospitalized and treated for jaundice. Jennifer nursed her every 2 hours. By evening the bilirubin count was down 1 point, and Tuesday they were able to go home.
By all accounts, our newest granddaughter is kicking and squealing and pooping and peeing like a
trooper now. We can't wait to get back to see her.
AN EMAIL TO ME
The pictures came through on the frame, and we loved them. Thanks. Sorry I didn't get back to you by phone. I told your dad Molly doesn't look like anyone I know. He said, "She looks like Jennifer!" What did Judy and Tim say? They were there today? That's quite a headband Molly has. She looks about 17--well, older than she is anyway. Cute pix of Owen and Molly on Joe.
It is really fun to share you, my daughter, with MY mom. It is awesome to see you with Gramma Sadler and your Aunt Jess. There is just something...sister-like, bonding, powerful...its just very very cool :) I cant wait to see you play with your girl cousins too - I envision lots of PINK!
Here are some pics of you, my sweet bird. love you!
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