In honor of Miss Madison’s first birthday over the weekend, I wanted to share my story of how our family learned of her arrival here on planet earth.
Have you ever been together with your family and experienced some news together, collectively? One of those moments when you all look at each other, and you know in your heart of hearts that you are experiencing a moment together, that you will all remember, and talk about for years to come.
My family had this experience just a little over a year ago now. We were having dinner together on a Saturday night, actually it was an early Thanksgiving dinner for us. My sister and her husband had planned to be with us for dinner on this particular night. Unfortunately their plans had changed and they could not join us on this special occasion.
The other event taking place on this particular day was that my oldest daughter had gone into the hospital early on this Saturday morning to have her labor induced. Remember awhile ago when I shared with all of you that Evan would be a big brother soon? Well, this was the day. Evan spent the night with us on Friday night, and his parents checked into the hospital early the next morning.
All day long we’re checking in with my son-in-law at the hospital getting updates on how Naomi was doing. I’m sure we pestered him a little too much, but he graciously kept us informed all day long.
In the early afternoon the family members started to arrive, and we were preparing dinner, and getting the table set. Our family loves to gather around my kitchen counter for all of the snacks and noshing. It’s always a fun-filled time of eating and conversation. Lots and lots and lots of conversation. All in all I think we ended up with 12 of us or so at the dinner table that night. And in between all of the conversing and eating we are still getting updates on my daughters progress from her husband, Brad. At one point during dinnertime Brad had sent me a text that the baby would be delivered at 8:00pm. So, we’re all thinking great! The baby will be here tonight, and then Naomi will be a lot more comfortable. She was quite uncomfortable during the last week of her pregnancy, and her mother needed to know that she was just a little bit more comfortable. It’s a Mom thing.
So after our great turkey dinner we’re sitting around the table – some us drinking coffee, some having wine, some getting ready for pie. And if I remember correctly this is how our moment happened. I was on the house phone with my sister in Montana, who could not be with us. We were giving her an update on Naomi. My brother’s girlfriend, Elaine, looked at the clock and said, “Hey it’s 8 o’clock, I wonder if the baby’s arrived yet?” My brother was looking at something on my cell phone, and we got a photo message from “Brad Dad”. It was a picture of the nursery scale with the babies weight, 9lbs. 15oz. No words with the picture, just that cute little picture. In that moment we all looked at each other, and I say to my brother, “Is the baby really here? Text him back and find out!!” We get the confirmation that it is indeed the babies’ weight, and she has arrived! the moment we have all been anxiously awaiting. The entire household is just elated, collectively, all in that same cherished moment. Miss Madison Kay has arrived. Woops, hollers, and woots reverberate through the house. I’m still on the phone sharing this joyful moment with my sister. My Dad is on the phone with my grandparents, Madison’s great-great-grandparents, and we are all sharing this moment. From California to Montana to Illinois a poignant family moment.
And I remember Evan. He was so cute. He went running through the house cheering for his Mom and Dad. He was an excited big brother. As I am typing this right now I can picture this entire moment in my head. This moment hung in the air for just a bit. It reminded me of watching a feather float around in the sky. Watching everyone, and seeing everyone’s reactions. And my Mom, she had her own precious moment. She was sitting at the table soaking everything in, and the emotions just overwhelmed her and she started to cry. Travel Man came and got me and said, “You need to go and sit with your Mom.” I sat with my Mom, we had a mother – daughter moment. The day could not have ended more splendidly.
There are always moments in your life that become part of your personal history, or your family’s history. But nothing compares to having a family moment, surrounded by almost the entire family. Savor these precious moments, cherish them, and keep them close to your heart.
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