FAMILY

A Beautiful Birth Story

Mia Claire is born     Mia Claire is a star

If you haven’t been following me on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram then you wouldn’t know my EXCITING news. I became a MiMi to a beautiful Mia Claire last Sunday.

I was up at 7 AM on Sunday to let my dogs out so I checked my phone. To my surprise there was a message from my daughter saying she was at the hospital already! Her water had broken while she was up around 5 AM to go to the bathroom. I immediately started getting ready to head to the hospital and wake up my 14 year old.

We arrived at the hospital around 8:30 AM after making a much needed stop at Starbucks. She was at the same progress since the week before and we were in for a long day. She got Pitocin around 10 AM and then her epidural around 11:30 AM. Her contractions leading up to her epidural didn’t seem too bad however towards the end I could tell she was in pain. She did such a great job of staying calm and breathing through the pain. She sat on a large ball to relieve some of the pressure on her back too.
She started pushing around 5:30.

I have to tell you how amazing her nurses were. (This might be gross to you, so don’t read any more of this paragraph). They did a wonderful job of massaging her perineum and keeping her area clean. They did such a great job that my daughter did not tear or have to be cut. She was able to push Mia out with no issues. If you have ever had an episiotomy this is AMAZING because those suckers HURT and take forever to heal. My daughter has no idea how lucky she is for that.

I am so glad I captured this moment.

I am so glad I captured this moment.

Mia Claire getting checked out

 

I cannot describe the emotions I felt seeing my granddaughter being born. It is so much more different than giving birth. First, seeing my daughter in pain was something that was difficult for me even though I knew she had to go through it. As a mother I want to relieve the pain and be there to comfort her. I had to step back and let her boyfriend do it for her and only be a backup, which is something I am not used to. Secondly, being in the on the receiving end of birth is indescribable. I could see Mia’s head for a while and kept thinking THAT IS NOT GOING TO WORK. Of course, it always does and it was beautiful. She delivered Mia Claire Trinidad-Cruz at 7:47 PM on Sunday, November 16th.

Mia has 10 perfect fingers and 10 perfect toes. She has a head full of dark brown, almost black hair. Her skin is a beautiful, creamy color and she is absolutely NOT an ugly baby. She is just gorgeous. She weighed 6 pounds 14 ounces and was 19 inches long.

Auntie Mallory

I am so happy to be a MiMi.

I am so happy to be a MiMi.

To my daughter,
Meghann, I am so very proud of you. You handled your labor like a champ and even better than I expected. Your daughter is beautiful. I know you will be a kind and attentive mother to Mia. She is lucky to have such strong and caring women in her life. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of such a memorable moment. I look forward to spoiling the heck out of our princess. I love you both with all of my heart and soul.
Love, MOM/Mimi

Don’t Call Me Grandma

Don’t EVER call me grandma! I feel entirely too young to be a grandma right now. Then again, I will be 40 once the baby is born. That does make me feel a bit better about this.

I could see the fear in her eyes. Her boyfriend just stood by and waited for my reaction. I can only imagine what my reaction looked like to the both of them. I immediately walked back to the house and just sat in my room. Somehow, by the next day it just resonated with me. She didn’t do drugs, she finished high school, and she beat me! I had her when I was 18 and had barely graduated high school.

It wasn’t until the next day that it finally started to sink in. I was going to be a grandma. The one thing I knew for sure is that I would NOT be called grandma.f

Meghann had just introduced me to her boyfriend, William. The three of us were walking out to her car and I patted her belly because it looked a little rounder than usual.

Me “You look pregnant.”

Her “What? You always say that!”

Me “You look bigger than I am used to.”

Her “Well…ummmm.”

Me “What? Are you pregnant?”

Her “We were going to wait to tell you until we had a doctor appointment.”

Me “How far along are you?”

Her “Mom, I don’t know anything yet!”

Me ” I need time to process this, goodbye”

I could see the fear in her eyes. Her boyfriend just stood by and waited for my reaction. I can only imagine what my reaction looked like to the both of them. I immediately walked back to the house and just sat in my room.

It wasn’t until the next day that it finally started to sink in. I was going to be a grandma. The one thing I knew for sure is that I would NOT be called grandma.

What are some options other than grandma? My initial thought was the Polish word for grandmother, BABCIA. There is NO way a baby could pronounce that. Meghann’s grandmother has dibs on Nana and I didn’t care for that anyway. I liked GiGi, YaYa, and Noni but MIMI is the winner. To my grandchildren I will be MIMI. (In my mind I am FABULOUS like Mariah Carey)

Today we got to see the little monkey. He looks like a blob of nothingness. Do you see what I just did there? Will is convinced it is a girl, Nana is convinced it is a girl and I am hoping for a boy. I will call him monkey until we find out differently.

Monkey Butt

This is my precious grandchild. I will be called Mimi and the nickname I have picked out for him/her is monkey!

 

I have already started pinning on Pinterest and planning for the baby shower. Nana and I get to plan that! I am waiting to buy anything but I have found so much that I like. Waiting is proving to be very difficult.

I MUST remember that this is NOT my child and my daughter will put me in my place if I get too out of control.

**ps. Meghann, I am so proud of you and wish you nothing but happiness and joy with your new life. William, I am happy to welcome you into our family and hope you can put up with Meg and her moodiness. I love you guys!