Vega Adaire Easterlie, April 30, 2015

I sent this photo from my email on the desk top direct to Blogger.

 

I am exploring new ground; having to learn.

 

Meanwhile, I nave a brand new two-week old granddaughter that I must learn to know. 

 

I already love her.

 

Thanks be to God that I have a new grandbaby, that Miss Vega Adaire got the care and attention she needed and is now a hale and hearty beautiful girl and that I can still learn new tricks!  Love, Nana

 

 

6-19-15 Happy Birthday to Isabella Noel!

 

 

Dr. Bolinger tried inducing Johanna about the day ahead of her due date but after two days of Pitosin, she was sent home to wait it out.  And wait they did!  Until April 30 when Miss Vega Adaire would not be denied! 

 

The water broke and little missie came hard and fast.  I believe Johanna said they were at the hospital for about 90 minutes before our girl was born.  Her little face was bruised and swollen from the birth canal but she is still just beautiful. 

 

Little Miss had what was called 'wet lungs' and she turned blue.  Turned as blue as the gloves in the pic above.  I wasn't there to see that but arrived shortly after as the nurses were still working on baby and tension hung in the air. By the time I arrived (maybe 30 minutes after the birth), Vega was breathing and getting her color back. 

 

Because of Baby's condition, Johanna was left dangling (so to speak : ) with after birth and cord still on the table awaiting identification and disposal.  And of course, love and fear in her heart.   

 

Blank Children's Hospital was sending an ambulance to get Miss Vega and take her back to Des Moines so she could be expertly checked over.  It was a L O N G  wait, for the ambulance. 

 

Erica and I drove Lee to Des Moines.  He was assigned the baby duty while Johanna was left behind to be stitched and checked and coddled a bit.  Lee stepped right up.  We hadn't been at Blank more than a couple of hours and saw that Lee would do just fine.  The nurse had explained to Lee that he could do all he could for the babe, or nothing.  If he chose to help, the nurses were there to provide moral support and advice.  If he needed to sleep, the babe would be taken care of.  Erica and I said, 'you are doing great, Lee.  We are off.'  And he was fine with that. 

 

 

Aunt Erica, who's goal had been to be in the delivery room with Johanna and Babe, stood in for me.  PaPa and I were at the cabin.  Johanna had shoo'ed us off.  Go, Go, she said.  We went.  Kristy texted about 6 pm and said "Johanna said we didn't need to let you know but her water has broke; better come."  I jumped in the car leaving PaPa to close up and put away. 

 

Isn't she darling?

Aren't babies miracles?

 

Miss Audri has had some adjusting to do but that is just natural. Especially being the 'only' for almost 8 years.   

 

I have noticed in the last couple of weeks that it is getting easier for Audri to love and admire her baby "Sissy". 

 

I praise God for the births of all my eight grandchildren.  Johanna has had two eventful deliveries. She says, two healthy babies are enough.  I am sort of hoping that there might be one more grandbaby in my future.  After all, Vega needs a special cousin or younger sibling!  just dreaming . . .  

 

First published 5-14-15.  Addendum, 6/19/15