Time for a quick update methinks. Well, daughter #2 had her baby. We all thought she was going to be in the Guinness Book of Records for being pregnant for 5 years but no! After 45 hours of labour and a caesarian section, she finally gave birth. And I was there throughout. What an experience I must say!
Daughter #2 has been in and out of hospital/intensive care more times than I can shake a stick in a lifetime, so I'm quite used to her being in pain. Not that I like it! As any parent with an ill child will tell you, it's soul destroying to watch any child, but particularly your child, in any pain. So by the time she was having contractions, I was emotionally ready to help her through it all. And I did. Until she was rushed to theatre. I tagged along as the birthing partner, to reassure her that everything was fine. I was coping well behind the screen, sitting at her head until I caught sight of the cot. I saw my grandson being resuscitated but as daughter #2 was well behind the screen and zonked out on morphine, she had no clue as to what I was witnessing. Anyway, I was watching with baited breath while trying to keep an expressionless face for my daughter. It was one of the most difficult things I've ever done in my life. And I wish never to repeat it.
Mother and baby are both well and under my wing now. How proud am I?
Laters. x
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