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OMG! I'm A Grandmother!

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Johnny Mac Pippin, aka Aiden Samuel, was born at Tripler Army Medical Center on May 15, 2012 at 12:36pm. He weighed a whopping 8lbs and was 21" long. His mother had no drugs and the only assistance was breaking the water 90 minutes before he made his way into the world. Yep. My beautiful, tiny baby birthed a good size baby of her own -- and she did it fabulously. I was in awe of her strength and her determination. Two days later and I'm still in awe. Rockstar. Super Hero. Birthing Goddess. That's my girl!  Read more >

OMG I Can't Wait to Be a GrandMother: How Can We Bring On Labor?

jenn at royal birthing rocks (denise's photo)

I made it to Hawaii and Johnny Mac Pippin's mom looks like she is very ready to bring him into the world -- but Johnny Mac Pippin is not showing any sign of moving. Well he's showing a lot of signs of moving, elbows and knees and feet banging around inside there -- but he's looking altogether too comfortable and I'm ready for him to come out and kick ME a little bit. So how the heck do we convince him that it's time? Are there any tricks for bringing on labor that really work?  Read more >

OMG! I'm Going to Be a Grandmother! Wait. What Does a Grandmother DO?

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My son-in-law was released from the boat and came home to put the crib and dresser changing table combo thingy together. There's been a virtual baby shower and an in-real-life baby shower. Jenn is starting to complain a little bit because 36 weeks feels a whole lot more pregnant than 35 weeks. I'll be in Hawaii in a few weeks and Johnny Mac Pippin will be here soon and I'm back to saying, "OMG I'm Going to Be a Grandmother!" again. It's also started to hit me that I don't exactly know what that means.  Read more >

OMG! I'm Going to Be a Grandmother and I Hate Gender Marketing

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When I hijacked TW and told her we were going to Toys R Us for inspiration for my blog post about all of the baby gear parents have nowadays, she heckled. Inspiration at the toy store? Impossible. We'd just be frustrated and grouchy! Which is generally true, but I was prepared for all of the things that generally bug me about toy stores.  Read more >

OMG! I'm Going to Be a Grandmother and What Are All of These New-Fangled Products, Anyway?

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OMG, having a baby is a whole lot harder nowadays than it was when I was having them. Who knew something so basic could change so much in 25 or 30 years? Seriously, do babies (and parents) really need all of these new fangled products, or deluxe products? Take diapers, for instance. Even disposable diapers are more confusing today than they were 25 years ago.  Read more >

OMG! Onesies Are a Gateway Drug for Grandmas

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Something weird has happened now that I'm going to be, OMG, a grandmother -- I've started shopping. Or feeling compelled to shop. It's kind of scary because I do not like to shop. I'm not talking about buying the crib and the bedding, that's a given -- I'm talking about the urge to buy every cute onesie on the face of the earth. How many onesies does a baby need? Apparently Johnny Mac Pippin needs them all. And a whole lot more, to boot.  Read more >

OMG! I'm Going To Be A Grandmother!

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I've probably said "OMG I'm going to be a grandmother!" 800 times in the last five months. And when I wasn't saying that, I was saying "WOW!" and "This is awesome!" and also, did I mention, "OMG!"?  Read more >

My Mom is Down with the Hood

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My mother, who is an otherwise mentally stable white woman of sixty-eight, with a liberal political and religious upbringing, has now taken to carrying racial minorities in her handbag. "Boy, did I ever score at the thrift store today," she tells me yesterday on the phone, her voice booming with pride and good fortune. "I found a whole bag of Homies." Me: "A whole bag of what?"  Read more >

Baby Shower

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I went to a baby shower today. A few of us who are “of a certain age” were commenting on the seemingly-infinite array of paraphernalia it seems to require to have a baby these days. At the risk of seeming crotchety, I can’t help but reflect upon what it was like back when I had my first baby, and I walked uphill both ways to get to the hospital to deliver her.  Read more >

Extraordinary Prenatal Care

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I am receiving good prenatal care. But I am also receiving extraordinary prenatal care. My midwives have sat with me and listened to my hopes and dreams and fears about this birth. They know how close I am to my parents and my siblings and my grandparents. They know how difficult it is for me to see my grandfather, who suffered a severe stroke just two weeks ago, so sick and frail and vulnerable, caught in between life and death for the time being. And so one of my midwives has checked in on me every single day since my grandfather’s stroke. To see how he’s doing. To see how I’m doing.  Read more >