Friday, May 4, 2012

Gail is a Grandma!

Yes, I have joined the club of doting grandparents, ready to whip out and show you a photo (or whole album) of the cutest baby ever… Quinn Eero Askew, born December 27, 2011. 

Several years ago I decided to go back to school and I commuted to Santa Barbara once a month for two years, culminating in obtaining my M.A. in Pre and Perinatal Psychology and Health.  My thesis was “The Grandmother Connection; The Value of Bonding with Your Grandchild Before Birth.” 

My three daughters and sons-in-law came to my presentation and graduation; a bit “on the spot” shall we say, since no one was providing me with a grandchild in utero to practice on! It was especially hard for Wendy and Dominick as the journey to parenthood for them was a long one; however, after years of infertility and finally IVF in March, our family rejoiced with their news of a baby arriving. 

Then I had the precious opportunity to talk to this little one via my daughter’s belly whenever I could.  I also spent many, many moments visualizing his/her growth in the womb. 

I was honored to be invited to support Wendy and Dominick during the birth and welcome Quinn to the family. They carefully researched options for their family and decided upon a homebirth with local midwife.  However, as Quinn decided to delay his anticipated arrival, and went way past his due date, they decided to evict him, and went to Natividad for an induction.

Drs. Chandler and Liam were extraordinary with their care there, as was the entire nursing staff.  The midwives were welcomed as part of the team and we all worked together to welcome Quinn. What a special, joyous and magical occasion birth is.  I have attended many births through the years as a childbirth educator and doula;; however, this one was unique.  Seeing this new baby open his eyes, look directly at his parents, and turn his head to their voices made my heart sing. 

Words cannot describe my feelings as I see Wendy and Dom gently tend to their son.  Holding Quinn, singing to him (all those beloved Wee Chant songs!) and watching him grow is such a joy in my life these days. There just are not enough hours in my day to do all I desire.  However, the laundry can pile up, the dishes can stack and the floors can be dirty, because, when I have time, it is rocking my grandson that really counts.  I am a grateful grandma.
 

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