Worry…worry, worry, worry….

December 20, 2011 at 8:35 am 2 comments

As I type this, my youngest daughter (the one I usually call Princess), is having her second child.  With complications.  It’s maddening to sit at home waiting for news from her shy, beleaguered husband when every cell of my body is calling for action.  But this is the way she wants it.

Her real name is Katherine, she’s a type A as you might have figured out if you’ve read this blog since I started it in 2006.  She had no interest in filling her labor time with friends and family as is the modern custom.  She likes that time to be spent quietly, with her husband, like we did in the 80’s.  Toxic and ill through most of this pregnancy, after two days in the hospital they’ve now rushed her off for a c-section.  Preslie Grace is six weeks early.

It isn’t unusual now days for babies to come early and show no side effects from the experience.  I haven’t heard of anyone dieing in childbirth for many decades.  But I can’t stand not knowing what’s going on in intimate detail.  What’s going into her IV?  What is her blood pressure?  Let me see that read out from the fetal monitor….without the intimate details, I’m definitely worrying myself into a headache.



Entry filed under: Family, life with kids, The Grandkids.

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2 Comments Add your own

  • 1. anhinga  |  December 20, 2011 at 8:52 am

    I feel for you. Having information is more comforting. Not knowing is hell. I hope the baby comes soon, all pink and healthy, and your daughter will get a good rest. And so will you.

  • 2. Dave  |  December 20, 2011 at 11:15 am

    Fingers crossed, but at least she is in hospital being closely monitored, which to me is always a reassurance. Grace was my mothers name.


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