June 7, 2016 (by Angela)
In the last post, “And the Craziness Begins!,” I shared insights into the “go live” for Jim’s work project. Little did I know that things were going to get crazy for me, too.
On Monday afternoon of Memorial Day, while Jim slept in preparation for his middle of the night start of his “Go Live” week at work, I went to help our youngest son Nathaniel. He needed to finish cleaning and moving things from the apartment out of which they had just moved; I helped with that. Rachel had finished work (teaching) the Friday before, and she had her baby shower on Saturday. Her due date was June 16th. I made plans to come back to Florence on Thursday of last week to cook meals to freeze for them to have after the baby arrived.
Just before 4 a.m. on Thursday morning, Rachel’s water broke, so off to the hospital they went. I got my act together and drove down as soon as I could. It did not take too long for us to realize that it was going to be a long day in labor for her, so I went back to the apartment to cook as planned. By late in the day, it seemed like it might be the wee hours of the morning before the baby came since dilation was moving at a snail’s pace. I went home.
Texting updates during the night, finally, we learned that Rachel and Nathaniel’s baby boy was born at 4:47 a.m. Hershel Luke was 22 inches long and weighed 6 pounds and 9 ounces. It was hoped the little family would go home on Sunday, but the baby’s bilirubin scores were too high, so it was after dinner on Monday night before they made it home.
I have been in Florence trying to help them every day Thursday through today, with the exception of Saturday, and plans are for me to go again tomorrow. While I am tired, I’m very thankful that I have been here to help them and to share in this experience. There is nothing like new babies and nothing more special than family. Though I am about to share some information regarding our children that is specific to whom each belongs, please realize that Jim and I feel that they are all ours together – kids, spouses, and grandchildren.
Together, he and I have six children (3 each), five of whom are married and have children; we have one who is still single and child-free and who will graduate from college this year. The grandchildren are all 11 years of age and younger as of the writing of this post. (The children and their families are listed in order of age from oldest to youngest.)
Jim is the oldest of Jimmy’s three, and his wife is Jessica. They have Lily (7) and Noah (4).
Matt is the oldest of my three, and his wife is Casey. They have Liam (6) and Presley (5) and are expecting again in late November.
John is Jimmy’s second child, and his wife is Kelly. They have Dylan (11) and Aiden (7) and have completed paper work for the potential of adding to the their family through adoption.
Amanda is my second child, and she is married to Brett. They have Sammy (3) and Abby (4 months). There are more current pictures of Amanda and the kids, but Brett missed the shoot since he’s serving in Korea. Abby has really changed since she was just weeks old in the family picture. The one with her mom is from a few weeks ago.
My youngest is Nathaniel. He is married to Rachel, and they are the new parents of Hershel (4 days old). The last photo in the group of four is a four-generation picture made today (my dad, me, Nathaniel, and little Hershel). Obviously, Hershel’s birth was the other “go live” this week; his parents now have another active member of their family.
Clarissa, Jimmy’s youngest, will be 22 in July and graduates college this year.
All of these families currently live in places scattered over the eastern half of the U. S., so having a traveling lifestyle can sometimes offer us better opportunities to visit with our family. We love our growing family, and this week has been a busy week with growing pains (busyness).