We knocked on the door
then cautiously pushed it open.
Things didn't sound good.
I looked at Jodi.
"He's trying to talk her into a C-section," she whispered.
I looked at Shelley, "What do you think?"
She silently shook her head 'no'.
I caught Lana's eyes, big and scared,
and firmly shook my head 'no' with a look that said
four hours and 34 minutes later
Lana pushed out - and I do mean pushed out -
an adorable 8 lb 1 oz baby boy.
Lana did an absolutely fabulous job.
She listened to
Jodi and Shelley encouraged her to do.
I was so proud of her!
And so thankful that she had
both of them there.
And, of course,
immensely grateful that I was able to be a part
of the birth of my first grandson.
I doubt the nurses (who were very kind!)
had ever seen a soon-to-be-gramma
nursing her own infant daughter
in the labor room.
I must say - it felt rather odd to me, too
to go back and forth between
one baby girl
Welcome little Aiden
you are so loved!!