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Family bringing in family
By Sherry Russell BCBT BCETS
Friday, May 14, 2004

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As the pushing continued, oddly enough, I felt I was betraying my daughter.

Family bringing in family.

On Friday morning April 23, 2004, I had the most extraordinary experience of a lifetime.  I held my daughter’s leg.  Yes, that is correct.  I held her leg.  During the growing years there were many times I bandaged a knee, cleaned out a cut and massaged out a cramp in one of her legs, but this time, I held on to her muscular shapely left leg for dear life.  Actually, it was for the life of her daughter.  You see my daughter was bringing her daughter into this marvelously mysterious world.  The watchful nurse held the other leg and her husband lovingly curled her up as each contraction squeezed her like a gluttonous boa constrictor. 

Several months ago when my daughter told me I would be in the delivery room with her and her husband, I was ecstatic.  Oh, how happy I was in my obvious ignorance of what was to come.   Once again, ignorance was proven to be bliss for when I realized I would be hugging a leg and yelling at her to thrust out a baby, I’m not sure what I would have envisioned.  You see, I thought I would be like a Miami Dolphin’s cheerleader – only there for a little cheering and maybe even a little ditty of a dance.  A spectator on the sidelines with hip-hip-hurrahs of encouragement – not there as an up close first-hand witness.

As the pushing continued, oddly enough, I felt I was betraying my daughter.   Here I was bellowing in unison with husband and nurse to push in bulldozer style while I watched the flush of agony engorge her face.  Part of me wanted to scream “stop it now and just pull the baby out.  Get the baby out!” The other part of me realized that my precious dazzling daughter would have to go through the same thing I did, as all of us mothers do, to bring new life into this cradle of humanity. 

There were pauses of  “I can’t do it” and cheers of “yes, you can”.  There were screams of suffering and tears of exhilaration.   I should mention that not all of those screams were coming from my daughter!  Finally after hours of pushing, it was opted for a suction method to help my grandchild take her first peep at these oddball mouthy people on the outside.  Since we had arrived at the hospital at 7:30AM on Thursday and it was approaching 3 AM on Friday, it was definitely time for this little girl to vacate the human tote once and for all.

When the head finally emerged I was stunned.  If all the rainbows that ever existed revealed themselves all at one time – it still would not have awed me as much as the twirls of dark hair approaching the spotlight shining on her arrival.  I frantically held on to that leg but my heart was palpitating joy bubbles for the newborn as tears streamed down my face.  The tears were not for newly born Samantha.  The tears where for my daughter.  Never in my life had I wanted my daughter to be on drugs or wanted her to feel such pain and now I was desperate for both. 

My husband paced for hours wearing ruts in the industrial carpet outside the delivery room.  He steadfastly listened while worried droplets of sweat beaded on his forehead as he heard shrieks of distress (which he insists were screams of absolute horror).  He, like many dads, can’t handle his daughter being in pain.  It is a bit much to ask a person who has always been the protector against such pain to stand by and be undisturbed when he hears out cries of suffering.   Once he saw the freshly wrinkled Samantha and knew our daughter would be fine - all worries floated away.  A man who claimed to not have a fondness for babies got all goose pimpled up beaming with excitement as he gently caressed the newborn. 

My son-in-law is a fine man.  Being a doctor, I thought he might be an old hand at this.  Well, I have to tell you that he was like a five year old finding the largest yummiest and free candy counter on the planet.   He was all a twitter.  He was jitterbugging on tippy toes while fluttering hands waved with electrifying delight.  His voice flew up a few octaves and tears flowed as he praised this miracle.  He wanted to comfort my daughter and grab his new daughter all at the same time making an absorbing sight to observe.

Family bringing in family is a wondrous adventure.  As we are about to celebrate Mother’s Day, let me say this: until a child has a child of their own they can’t embrace the true meaning of giving birth.   We mother’s look at each other with a certain nod for we share something special.  Something unfortunately men can’t share.  We share a bond in what it took to bring a wad of humanness into the world.  What we do share with our partners is growing this person into a meaningful and compassionate human fitting comfortably into the measures of society.

This newborn made us grandparents for the first time and represents a new challenge to us.  We need to maintain our health and continue to grow wise to help her as she sprouts.  After all, when her parents don’t behave whom else is she supposed to turn to?

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Reviewed by John Domino 1/8/2010
What a blessing! Have a happy and blessed 2010! Amen
Reviewed by Angel Worship 12/28/2009
John12:49 For I have not spoken of Myself but of My Father who has sent Me. He gave Me a Commandment of what I should say and what I should speak.
2Corithians4:18 Look not at the things which are seen but at the things which are not seen for the things which are seen are temporal but the things which are not seen are eternal, walk by faith not by sight.
1Corithians14:33 For God is not the author of confusion.
Hosea11:9 God says,"I am God and not human."
Numbers23:19 God is not human, He does not lie nor is He Son of human beings that He should change His mind.
John1:18 No one has seen God at anytime the only begotten Son who is in the bosom of His Father has declared Him.
John8:54-55 Jesus answered, If I honor Myself, My honor is nothing it is My Father's honor of whom you say that He is God yet you have not known Him but I know Him. If I should say I know Him not I shall be a liar like you but I know Him and keep His Commandments.
John7:16-18 And He said, My doctrine is not Mine but His that sent Me. If any person will do His Will they shall know of the doctrine whether it be of God or whether I speak of Myself. Whosoever that speaks of themselves seeks their own glory but they that seek His glory that sent them no unrighteousness is in them.
Acts4:18-19 But those things which God before had showed by the mouth of all His prophets that Christ should suffer He has fulfilled. Repent you therefore and be converted that your sins may be blotted out when the time of refreshing shall come.
Note: In order for conversion to take place you must pray to God Almighty, name your sins in the Name of His Son, Jesus Christ and then be baptized so that your sins are washed away and you receive God's gift which ensures you that you are of God.
John4:23 But the hour comes and now is when the true worshipers shall worship the Father in spirit and in truth for the Father seeks such to worship Him
Reviewed by Stephanie Sawyer 5/14/2004
Hip, Hip, Hoorah!!!!!
Sherry, I am ecstatic for you, and I was busting at the seams over this candid portrayal of the delivery room expectation. Dallas Cowboy cheerleader, indeed! I could just spot your endeavors.

You're absolutely right. We, as mothers, share something the world cannot understand, and I'm so glad you were able to be there for Tracy. You have alot of courage, woman!, to stand through that one.

Your article is bautifully written, and, as always, is uplifting and advantageous to every reader whether they are mothers or not. We are all very happy for you and Tracy and Samantha as well as the whole family. Congratulations!

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 5/14/2004
so happy for your daughter and her little one! congrats to you! wonderful story of "Family bringing in Family!"

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

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