Eventful 3 days...

So it has been an interesting and eventful weekend. On Friday Joe and I went to the Birth Center for another appointment. We took Aria to daycare so we could spend some time in Savannah. When we got to the Center the midwife Rita first said, wow he is still high up there! I agreed because his feet are defiantly up in my ribs but I also mentioned that he feels quite low. So when we went in for the exam and she checked his head location she confirmed what I thought… He is very very low. So her idea is that Michael is going to be a long baby! So that means he may not fit it to many of his newborn pants… but only time will tell!

Saturday Joe started the spring-cleaning process… though one could argue he was nesting :) He and I both spent a good portion of the morning cleaning and organizing the house. It looks so much better. I was getting out of control with the constant people in and out working on the floor and bathroom. For lunch we met up with Julie and the kids at the Mexican restaurant. So yummy! The kids have really taken to Joe and I and it is quite fun to have them recognize us and call us by name! Being with them makes us even more excited to meet Michael and become parents ourselves.

Sunday was quite the day I must say. I was exhausted to begin with so halfway through the day I needed a nap so I laid down and fell asleep for about an hour. Joe got home and he and I were hanging out on the couch when I got a phone call from my dad. (Now this was not a surprise for Joe… in fact he knew before me and requested that I be informed after he had gotten home from work… sweet of him; just another reason I love him). Dad told me Grandma was not doing very well. He and Ashley had flown up to Cleveland that morning (this whole time I was texting ash I was under the impression that she, dad and mom were in Boone NC… WRONG!). They left mom at home incase Michael decided to come into this world.

So Grandma (from my understanding… since updates have been hard to get from the medical professionals for some reason… mostly due to the fact that they just don’t know all that’s going on yet) is now hooked up to a ventilator that is breathing for her. She is still awake but unable to talk obviously (making skype harder than normal… all you want to do is ask questions and poor grandma can’t respond but I couldn’t help but keep asking damn questions… so frustrating). She had a high fever and blood pressure. Basically they thought her body was fighting itself after she had broken her leg about 2 weeks ago. So it’s a whole lot of unanswered questions but all we know it that she is in the ICU… and doing a little better than she was the night before. So that is a positive. I just wish we had some answers.

The worst part about all this is the fact that I am to the point now in this pregnancy where I can’t travel… or at least it would be a really bad idea! All of the family is doing their best to fly up or drive up to Cleveland and I can’t do a damn thing. I can only skype… I can’t hold her hand or kiss her head and it is killing me. I just hope and pray that she can make it through one more month (or maybe less) so Michael and I can fly up to see her for a few days. It means so much to me to have her meet Michael and I just want to touch her and see her! So once Michael is 2 weeks old we will make a quick trip up to see her. It will be one hell of a trip but it will be worth it! So any prayers are welcome :)

The update from dad this evening is that Grandma is sedated. She needed some rest with all the visitors she had the other day. He kidneys and liver are not functioning properly so we are hoping the increased oxygen from her tube will help. They are going to try and wean her off the tube so she can breath on her own soonish but they don’t see it to be too successful so this will result in a tracheotomy. All I need is one month… I know its selfish to ask… but my worst fear of not being there with her is coming true and I can’t handle it emotionally… I know she understands me not being there but I will never forgive myself if I can’t hold her hand one more time!

So Michael… Mommy is asking you to come just a little early so I can see your beautiful face and so that you can meet you Great Grandma :)