We are grateful for our little Pooh's safe arrival! When our son called, the joy in his voice was obvious as he reported both mommy and baby were fine.
We then discussed those all-important statistics
every grandmother wants to know at that moment ...
Birth weight? Seven pounds and eight ounces. Length? Twenty and three-quarter inches long. Hair? Some, and it may be strawberry blonde. Time of arrival? Approximately 4:55 EST.
The fifth day of October, in the year of our Lord two thousand and nine, is a very special date, indeed, and shall be permanently etched on my heart.
"Hey, Mom, I sent you a pic of your new grandson ... check your cell phone, and I'll call you right back."He did call right back, but I couldn't get the pic to download! Turns out, I'm not subscribed to that particular "extra" via my cell phone provider, so he's promised to send one through email tomorrow.
When we last spoke at 8:30 EST, the new little family was totally exhausted and needed to get some sleep. Oh, yes -- Jason did say
"He's been awake since birth and is focusing and alert. He also got stuck four times and never cried."Moments later, while we were still on the phone, our grandson began to exercise his lungs -- and specifically, his right to privacy...
"He's getting his diaper changed, and he doesn't like it." Ahhh... but what a wonderful sound to this Nana's ears. My little grandson was letting me know he was healthy and had the gumption to communicate his wishes -- and complaints!
I reminded his daddy that he, too, had good lungs at birth. In fact, the head nurse in the neonatal unit told me when Jason cried, he woke up all the other babies and soon had every baby in the nursery crying along with him!
What a joy to talk with my son on the day of *his* son's birth. I wanted to know what it was like for him to hold his own little man?
"One of the best feelings ever ..."Before we said goodbye, I asked him to kiss his sweet little wife and thank her for being a trooper through 22 hours of labor. We are so very grateful she and baby are fine. I also had him promise to kiss our grandson's toes for me -- my signature greeting for newborns.
Thank you, Lord for our sweet little Jason Cody! This is one happy Nana signing off until tomorrow. Can't wait to share some photos when they come through ...
And heeeeeerrrrrre he is -- our precious Jason Cody. These photos came through earlier, but I had to hold off on sharing until his Papaw (my dear hubby) could get to a computer and see them first. After all, he's the father of the father of this particular baby boy!
"You have covered me in my mother's womb. I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made! Your eyes saw my substance even before I was complete, and in Your book all my members were written -- which, over time, were fashioned. How precious are Your thoughts unto me, O God!" Psalm 139:13-17
