It was a long haul for my daughter. The little guy wasn't eager to leave his warm and snuggly environment. She had a long labor with a couple breaks where it seemed delivery would be put off for another day.
Finally though everything kicked into high gear and my new grandson made his entrance into the world and his extremely exhausted mother was able to hold him in her arms. He was born at home with the help of an very supportive and loving husband and a skilled and compassionate midwife team. I went back and forth between being with my daughter to help comfort in any way I could, and tending to her two youngest and keeping them happy. I'll never forget the excitement when they heard their new family member for the first time. They didn't know their mother was in labor. It's incredible how easy it is to distract and occupy little ones with a few raisins, crackers, and an episode or 10 of Blues Clues LOL. Indeed, I almost missed the delivery by seconds as the oldest of the two called out from the other room to tell me that the episode was over and the youngest made a plea for a few more crackers. I rushed back just in time. The picture taken just at that moment of birth shows me sprinting into the doorway with my hand reaching out to my daughter. Shortly after birth the baby began to cry. I was back in the room with the girls and they both looked up at me with curious faces. Then 3 1/2 year old Emi exclaimed "That's my baby brudder!" While not quite 2 year old Kit had this look on her face that said "That's a baby! What's a baby doing here? Grammy did you know there was a baby here!?!" :)) Both girls immediately ran out of the room to investigate where they found their Mom and baby and welcomed their new brother into the family with smiles and kisses on the head. Thank you Lord for this new little man. Thank you for my daughter, my son-in-law, for all my grand babies, and for excellent mid wives. Thank you Lord. I am forever grateful for all of your blessings!