Thursday, July 24, 2014

Doll, you doll, you great big beautiful doll...

Since my great grandson Liam was born, I have been traveling two hours, once or twice a week to visit him and help my granddaughter. She has been overwhelmed with motherhood and a colicky baby, and she also had some health issues which landed her in the ER. She was seen by a grossly incompetent doctor. He SAW her but never examined her, even though she told him she was a new and nursing mom. She complained of severe pain, chills, nausea. He told her she probably had a virus and to take Tylenol. She had what nursing moms often get, mastitis. The nurse advised her to call her OB doctor. She did and was prescribed correct meds and recovered, but it was just one more thing! And another doctor/hospital bill, which didn't help the post partum baby blues.

I would leave at 6:00 a.m. at the crack of dawn and take her goodies. Then I'd spend the entire day with them while her husband was at work. It has been a very special time for me, an honor if you will, to pass on the elder wisdom, and to allow mama to sleep, and most of all to cuddle with my doll boy who loves when I sing "You Are My Sunshine" to him.

Anyway, I was getting all weepy yesterday morning as I drove the lonesome highway for the last time alone to her small rural town. Truck drivers usually all peek in cars to see the "seat covers", especially when a woman is by herself. I saw a semi truck coming alongside me and wanted to avoid eye contact even in a mirror. I turned my head to the left and scared myself silly. I looked into the eyes of a dozen male prisoners in a van with bars on the windows. They were headed for the correctional facility in the next town. I prayed for them, and then I asked God's protection for little Liam and asked Him to help our new addition make wise choices in his life.

Ashley and I took the baby out for the first time together. We went to lunch and shopping and had girl time. She found an over the counter colic remedy that works, and everyone is in a much more relaxed and happy state of mind. She told me to pull over and stop on a church parking lot when he screamed in his car seat. She changed him in the car and said, "Nana, that's his I'm wet cry." I was so proud of her.

She returns to work next week, after a weight loss of 65 pounds! Daddy will have the baby on Mondays, and my daughter, who is a nanny, will be able to take Liam with her Tuesday through Friday. Everything works out.

Ahhh, I told them it would. My dear readers, a little extra prayer for the family as they begin a brand new routine Monday would be most welcome. Liam looks just like 25 year old Justin, don't you think?

Today Ashley posted on Face Book that she put Liam on his tummy on an incline on his padded Boppie ring. He pushed himself forward as though he wanted to crawl. She said, "Five week old baby's are not supposed to try to crawl." He looked at her, pushed off and growled. Ha-ha.
She said, "Already doing things his way, LOL."


You should see this kid's grin. It would melt your heart!

14 comments:

Karen Lange said...

So sweet! What precious memories you are building. I bet "You are My Sunshine" will be one of his favorites. :) So glad you got to spend this special time with them. Many more happy days ahead too, I'm sure.

Bookie said...

Sweet pictures! You are lucky to give...they are lucky to receive...the time together. That doctor...one more tale that seeing a medical professional is a crap shoot these days!!!

Sioux said...

You and Liam are going to have a special relationship, Linda--I'm sure of it.

And it doesn't sound like Ashley and Justin need any prayers or any well wishes. It sounds like they're great parents and everything will go smoothly next week. (Daddy on Mondays and Grandma the rest of the week--that is an ideal set-up.)

He IS a cutie. Enjoy him.

Debra Mayhew said...

I can so relate to Ashley's experience with mastitis and my heart goes out to her. I had a terrible time with that and it was always such a relief to find someone who knew what I was going through and could prescribe the antibiotics over the phone. Prayers that the new family continues to thrive and enjoy their adorable blessing!

Val said...

Wow! Liam is a strapping young fellow who looks like he's rarin' to go! I'll bet you had your hands full.

Hope Ashley is feeling better. Justin looks like he adores that baby!

Mevely317 said...

He is beautiful, Linda!
What a wonderful gift of time you've given Ashley and Justin!

Julia Gordon-Bramer said...

Awwwww! I know I'm getting old when the parents of new babies look like kids. :-)

K9friend said...

Sending the family prayers for strength, fortitude, and the ability to laugh when things don't go according to plan. Liam certainly is a cutie-patootie!

Pat
Critter Alley

Tammy said...

Liam definitely looks like he's going places, five weeks old or not! Sending prayers and good wishes that all goes smoothly for everyone.

River said...

Pushing off already? Growling already? He's quite advanced for 5 weeks. Holds his head up really well too. He really is gorgeous.

Ann Best said...

Unfortunately, there are those incompetent doctors out there. So sorry your daughter got one of them. But what a beautiful baby. You must be so happy he's so strong and healthy.

Merlesworld said...

It's such a long time since I've had a baby in my life, he is so sweet.
Merle................

Daisy said...

Liam is adorable! How fortunate that you were able to spend some special time with him and his family. :)

Lisa Claro said...

What a doll! He's so adorable!(And here I am, still envious. No grand-babies yet.) How fortunate that you were in a position to help them, and fortunate for you that you were able to bond with the little guy. Love finds a way.