Grandma Status

Although I have been up for about 20 hours, after pulling off a red eye the day before, I am still too excited to sleep, so I thought I'd post some pictures of my last day.  I know that Priscilla's friends won't be able to see this from my facebook wall, so I'll have to email her the pictures when we have better internet access, or she has more time, whichever comes first.

I arrived in Virginia on Wednesday morning, June 20th and arrived to Priscilla and Josh's apartment around 7:30 am.  Red-eyes are brutal.  After seeing what good condition she was in, emptying my carry-on of all the things I found corners for, and finding out that I could check into my hotel room at noon, I went to my hotel room, took a shower and a 90 minute nap and then returned to Priscilla's to take her to her midwife appointment.  Here is a picture of her as we left for the midwife's office:

The midwife was concerned that Priscilla wasn't measuring bigger, and told her to schedule an ultra sound for Friday or Monday.  Priscilla left, not too concerned, and telling me that she'd schedule it for Monday, hoping it wouldn't be an issue by then, since she was due on Sunday.  We stopped at Target to pick up some items, and then met Josh for dinner.  After dinner, even though I was tired (more like exhausted), I wanted to take a picture I thought the boys would like:

And then a couple of pregnancy pictures:

I had intended to come back to the hotel and upload them, but I got back to the hotel and was asleep by 9:00 PM.

I woke up at 4:00 am, and thought "Oh, good, I have a few more hours," and decided to see if I could easily go back to sleep.  I did.  I awoke to the phone ringing at 4:30 am.  Priscilla asked how I felt about getting another short night of sleep, and if I'd come on over.  She'd been having contractions since midnight and they were going to call the midwife.  She sounded very cheerful and excited, so I got dressed, packed my backpack for a long stay, and left.  I arrived at her place around 5:00 am.  She was happily working her way through contractions.  One of the things that we had purchased the night before was nail polish, because her toe nails were bugging her and she couldn't reach them, so around 5:30 am, in between contractions, I painted her toe nails.

Finally, she had a contraction that made her involuntarily cry.  Two more and she said she was ready to go to the hospital.  This is the picture I took before they walked out the door.  Note, she was still smiling!  And I believe the clock said "6:50am"!

We took separate cars to the hospital.  I could see Josh reaching into the back seat every couple of minutes.  It took about 50 minutes to get to the hospital.  The receptionist looked at Priscilla and asked her what she was there for.  Priscilla said, "I'm in labor."  The receptionist took off for about three minutes.  When she returned she asked Priscilla if she really was in labor, and told her to take a seat.  Time about 8:00 am.  Finally, the receptionist came back.  Priscilla told me to hang tight and as soon as they got settled in a room, she'd have Josh come get me.  Josh called me about 45 minutes later and said that the baby had been born.  Huh?  I told the receptionist that Josh was coming to get me and that the baby was already born, and she said, "What?  She didn't even look like she was in labor!"

This was the scene that I walked into and I instantly burst into tears.  It was so lovely:

Priscilla can tell you the story from her vantage point, but probably not this month!  Let's just say that she is very good at this labor and delivery stuff!

And that is the story of my last 24 hours!  Good night!