July 4 baby
Thursday, July 06, 2017
What a blessed event that I witnessed Tuesday. Both my DS and DIL wanted me to be in the labor room b/c they knew that I would be a calming effect on this event.
I knew both of them needed it to be their day. Both were scared- DS has PTSD and uses a forearm crutch b/c of two back surgeries from Iraq. He has had 3 dark years of adjustment after the war.
He has been progressing and taking actions to try to find the man who went to war and came home very changed. He has said to me I do not recognize himself when he came home.
We had two very hard days with the labor process. They are in a military hospital. The nursing staff are so nice and kind to both of them. I was so pleased. They actually included my son in every stage of the process.
They told us all what was happening at every stage, answered their questions and made them feel so confident and cared for. I sat out of the way actual behind DIL bed. It took about 36 hours for this baby to arrive.
My son did allow me to see the actually delivery which I was honored to view, but only b/c he asked me. I would never have asked myself. I did not think it was my place to ask.
Due to the holiday- everything on post was closed. DS had planned to get food on post- even the café in hospital was closed to the everyone except patients. With lack of food, lack of sleep and seeing his wife in pain; he held it together. I had planned for me with really healthy bars.
At each shift change we would get a new nurse that worked with DIL to move her on one side to the other side to move this baby down the birth canal. It helped me greatly to see such efficiency. DIL and DS had confidence in them. The night shift nurse was wonderful. She was a drill Sgt. She comes in and says let’s get this baby born. She was tough and clear with her instructions. DS liked her style. DIL was scared of her style but she obeyed b/c she wanted her baby born. DIL did everything right bc the baby was moving down much faster now. DS was so supportive of his wife. He would ask her – how are you doing. Give a kiss on the forehead, hold her hand during the entire process while holding her leg. I know he was in pain the whole time. He was committed to be involved and present for the birth of his child. I was so proud. PTSD can make a person detached. So he told me later, he was struggling the whole time to keep staying involved. I told him he was successful. The medical crew helped him with that b/c they would say dad we need your help. They would just include him even though they knew of his PTSD, crutch, bad back.
My new granddaughter is very sweet. She is daddy’s girl already. DS has been singing to her at night to his daughter. DS has been writing music again.
The comedy routine of the MIL continues. DS had words with her b/4 he allowed her up to see her new granddaughter. They came to room with a minister and asked for masks.
DIL was so mad b/c she was informed that her mother and father were sick. DIL says why did you not tell me. You are not allowed to touch my baby. The minister felt uncomfortable. They found out the minister was just sitting in the cafeteria at the hospital. MIL asked him to come up and say a prayer for the baby.
What is good about the situation is DIL is now has her eyes open because she is a new mom and has strong protective instincts. She has a husband who is a warrior in his views too. They will be fine to keep their family safe.
MIL does not realize that her daughter is an adult and a now a mother.
Have a good day.