Well, Grayson is almost three weeks old and we have officially celebrated our first Christmas with our new little family member. It was a little bit wierd. None of the running around due to Grayson's early arrival. Benji's parents and brother came over this morning, and we all exchanged gifts and enjoyed food and fellowship. They left to go on the regular trips to see family and we have just spent time together; Benji and I and our little man, when he is awake. We did bundle him up and go for a walk, and I felt like a new person. It was so nice to be outside. I have been living in my "cave" for several weeks now. We had a beautiful day and Grayson fell asleep quickly riding in his stroller.
Now we are watching the news and planning on eating junk food for the evening.
Jamie's husband is going to Franklin to see his family, and Jamie cannot travel right now, so we are hanging out tomorror night and Mom, Dad and Austin are coming on Saturday.
We have felt like Christmas has really been over shadowed by Grayson's arrival, but what better to overshadow it than the arrival of a baby?
It has really made us think about what this season is really about. The blessings of a child are too numerous to count, and we are so so thankful.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Who'd a Thunk It?
Well, our little man just couldn't wait any longer. 6 1/2 weeks early, Grayson Robert Frank made his glorious appearance into the world.
Mom and Dad were in town for a ceremony at UNCG for Nathan, and also for Dad's birthday. Nathan, Robyn, and Caleb were here from PA, and Austin had driven up from South Carolina. With the entire Jameson clan within 20 minutes of each other, my water broke. Only I didn't know that's what it was...or I was in denial. I was in the kitchen with mom making lunch. Dad was asleep on the couch and Caleb was napping in the nursery. I thought I had to go to the bathroom and when I stood up, it didn't stop...denial. Mom thought I should call the doctor. I said lets wait...denial. It didn't stop, I called the doctor, and she told me to go to the hospital to get checked out. I decided that since we would be going straight to UNCG from the hospital, I would go ahead and get ready. I fixed my hair, did my make-up, picked out a cute outfit, stuffed a washcloth in my pants, and mom drove to the hospital. We told Dad we would meet him at UNCG...denial. Mom said she would drop me off at the door, just in case. Just in case of what? They are going to check me out and send me home...denial. We parked and went in. Mom asked where I needed to go. "I have no idea. We haven't done our hospital tour. We still have 6 weeks"...denial. We made it to labor and delivery. They told me to put on a gown and lay down on the bed. I bent over to take my pants down, and there was the gush...no more denial.
Mom sat in a chair, I laid on the bed, still telling Benji that there was no need to leave work. Finally, they checked me with a test strip, yes, a test strip, like what my mother uses to check the pH of the hot tub. There was the proof. My water had broken. This was it.
Within 22 hours of that moment Grayson came pink, wiggling, and screaming in to the cold air of the delivery room. He was beautiful. 5 pounds, 11 ounces, 18 inches long. I will never forget it for all my life. Benji was amazing. He counted, he held my hand, he fed me ice chips. I am more in love with him now than I have ever been.
Grayson had to stay in the hospital a little while longer than I did due to his preemie status, but we are home now and doing great. He has his first Doctor's appointment on Friday.
Mom and Dad were in town for a ceremony at UNCG for Nathan, and also for Dad's birthday. Nathan, Robyn, and Caleb were here from PA, and Austin had driven up from South Carolina. With the entire Jameson clan within 20 minutes of each other, my water broke. Only I didn't know that's what it was...or I was in denial. I was in the kitchen with mom making lunch. Dad was asleep on the couch and Caleb was napping in the nursery. I thought I had to go to the bathroom and when I stood up, it didn't stop...denial. Mom thought I should call the doctor. I said lets wait...denial. It didn't stop, I called the doctor, and she told me to go to the hospital to get checked out. I decided that since we would be going straight to UNCG from the hospital, I would go ahead and get ready. I fixed my hair, did my make-up, picked out a cute outfit, stuffed a washcloth in my pants, and mom drove to the hospital. We told Dad we would meet him at UNCG...denial. Mom said she would drop me off at the door, just in case. Just in case of what? They are going to check me out and send me home...denial. We parked and went in. Mom asked where I needed to go. "I have no idea. We haven't done our hospital tour. We still have 6 weeks"...denial. We made it to labor and delivery. They told me to put on a gown and lay down on the bed. I bent over to take my pants down, and there was the gush...no more denial.
Mom sat in a chair, I laid on the bed, still telling Benji that there was no need to leave work. Finally, they checked me with a test strip, yes, a test strip, like what my mother uses to check the pH of the hot tub. There was the proof. My water had broken. This was it.
Within 22 hours of that moment Grayson came pink, wiggling, and screaming in to the cold air of the delivery room. He was beautiful. 5 pounds, 11 ounces, 18 inches long. I will never forget it for all my life. Benji was amazing. He counted, he held my hand, he fed me ice chips. I am more in love with him now than I have ever been.
Grayson had to stay in the hospital a little while longer than I did due to his preemie status, but we are home now and doing great. He has his first Doctor's appointment on Friday.
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