Today I Became a Grandfather

It was 2:00 a.m.  Wednesday.  December 28, 2011.  I awoke with a start.  I reached over and in the dark, grabbed my Blackberry and logged in.  There were no messages. 

Lauren was in the hospital.  In labor.  She was to begin “pushing” at 8:00 p.m. on Tuesday.  It was now 6 hours later.  And no calls.  No messages.  Not a whisper.  My mind raced.  Is she okay?   I sent a quick email.  “Hi LP.  Am awake.  Let us know how things are if you are able.  Love, dad.”  Then I fell back to a restless sleep.

Two hours later – at 4:00 a.m. – the phone rang.  One of those middle-0f-the-night, big news, calls.  I grabbed the phone.   It was Lauren.  Now I can’t recall exactly what Lauren said but suffice to say it was something like she is nine pounds exactly, twenty-one and a half inches and she’s a 9 on Dr. Virginia Apgar’s famous test (1952).  Thank God.  Welcome to the world.  My grandchild.   

Donna and I talked, laughed, and fell back to sleep.  

I haven’t met her yet (that comes later this morning) but I know that she is special.  Beautiful.  Wonderful.  The best.  I can’t believe it.  Today I became a grandfather