Beckett David Johnson arrived at 12:56 a.m. this morning about thirty seconds before Chelsea was to be rushed in for an emergency C-section. He emerged on the last-chance push with the help of forceps, so well done Chelsea, coach/dad Brian, the entire medical team and of course Beckett for finally agreeing to move out of the cozy womb.
He’s 8 lbs. 2 oz. and 19.5 inches long, so we’re not sure what he was waiting for, but he’s here at last. The last few hours were tough on both Chelsea and Beckett (so, of course, worried husband/dad Brian, too), and all Beckett wants to do today is sleep. We all know that feeling, but please pray that he will begin to wake up enough to nurse, which is necessary for many reasons, but at the moment to keep his blood sugar up to healthy levels.
Just wanted to share this good news!
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My travels are over for the moment, but what a summer it has been! If you’ve read this blog much or know me at all, you know gratitude is one of my favorite things. It anchors me in the peace of God when worries and sorrows try to knock me down, and a few are trying at the moment, I’ll be honest.
Serenity is seeing a sunset and knowing who to thank. ∼ Unknown (some say Amish Proverb)
Count your blessings, we’re told. So here’s a visual list of some of the blessings I’m counting.
Tiny moments of peaceful beauty:
Long afternoons and longer evenings of joy with dear ones:
And always, forever, my beloved David . . . . I’ll never stop being grateful for him!
While I’m counting up my blessings, we’re also counting down the days until Chelsea’s baby, Beckett David Johnson, is born. He’ll be my first grandson, and the first grandchild who will live nearby. Any day now!
Baby Beckett, of course, will be one of the best blessings of all. Please keep him and Chelsea and Brian in your thoughts and prayers.
My sun sets to rise again. ∼ Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Wishing you peace and beauty and dear ones to share them with!