Wednesday, March 20, 2013

A Boy

March 14, 2013, was a very, very good day.  I got a phone call from Jordan around 9:00 a.m., our time, that she was heading to the hospital with contractions 5 minutes apart.  Plane tickets were secured, last minute decisions were made, I headed in to work for a couple of hours and then left for the airport around 1:00 p.m.

Chuck stayed behind because he had a speaking engagement in Brazil.  Yes, Brazil.  What are the odds that our calendar events would collide like that.  He's never been to Brazil and we've never had a grand baby.  Chuck was flying out on Friday to Brazil.  He was torn, but we promised lots of pictures and videos and went forward with our travel plans.  Me to Phoenix, him to Brazil.  I was pooped already!

I got to the gate with an hour and a half to spare.  People magazine in hand, cell phone to stay up to date with Jordan's progress, and facing the window to watch for the plane.  The Boarding Pass says Gate C40....check...I'm sitting in C40. 

An hour goes by.

I think we should be boarding soon.  So anxious.  So excited.

I continue to look at my phone and the magazine....and put lipstick on ....and get a piece of gum out of my purse.  Antsy.  Just plain antsy.  As I know I will be totally out of communication for the 3 hour flight.  Let's get on with this.

Where's the plane?  Why aren't we boarding?  Are you kidding me?  My daughter is in labor and the plane is going to be late?

I look at the gate sign...then my boarding pass....check...both say Gate C40.

I finally look back and see a few people lining up.  I get up, go over to a man in line and ask, "Did they start boarding yet?"  He replies, "Not yet."  I ask, "This is going to Phoenix, right?"  He says, "NO, Denver."


I rush over to the desk and ask the guy (I may have rudely interrupted him speaking to another passenger) what happened to the plane going to Phoenix....about the same time I saw DENVER on the lit board above the desk.  He says, "That plane's left.  It was moved to Gate C44."


I call Chuck as I'm walking to Customer Service to get me on the next flight (2 hours later) fighting back the tears.  Chuck doesn't believe it, yet he believes it.  It's me.   It's how I operate.  Ugh.

Apparently, one must check the black boards of all the planes' arrivals and departures for any last minute changes.  Later, I did check my emails and at noon (while I was still at work and NOT checking my home emails) I received a notice that the gate had changed. 

And I will never, ever, ever face the window again.  Nope.  I will face the gate or the walkway where I can see people getting up to board...or in my case, perhaps noticed nobody getting up to leave for Phoenix because the people sitting around me were leaving for Denver. 

And here is where I admit to everyone:   I NEED CHUCK.  There, I said it.  I at least need him to travel with me.  He's the gate checker.  And the one who puts the suitcase in the car for me.  This time I remembered the suitcase but missed the flight.  This time my suitcase got to our destination without me.

But I got there in time.

I got to Phoenix and was picked up by Jordan's good friend and driven to the hospital.

And within minutes I was told the news I have been waiting for, for at least 9 months.  What's a delay of 2 hours when you've waited 9 months? 

It's a boy!

Liam Christopher
7:02 p.m.
8 lbs. 1 oz.
20 1/2 inches
 Mama Jordan did great!  Labored all day but only pushed an hour.
 Everyone is good and healthy and sleepy.
I am so proud of Jordan and Chris.
  I know they are going to make a great team.
Please forgive me for bragging with some pictures of Liam.

He's blonde.

He has long feet and toes.

He has long fingers.

He has the sweetest face.

He has great parents.

His Juney loves him
and can't wait for Pop to meet him.
Thank you God for this boy.
To my Prayer Warriors,  Thanks for keeping us in your prayers through this journey.  Liam is wonderfully made and I know he belongs to God.  I am so thankful and in awe of how good our God is.  Proof is in this sweet baby's face.  In his new baby smell.  In his soft squeaks when he stretches.  In the tiny fingerprints of his tiny fingers.  This new life is fresh and clean, sent from God.   I will do everything in my power to teach Liam how wonderful he is and how mighty his God is. 


  1. Incredible story...but what a beautiful ending. What a lucky boy Liam is to have so much love surrounding him. My heart is full of joy for your wonderful family! Love to you all...Laura H.

  2. Incredible story...but what a beautiful ending. What a lucky boy Liam is to have so much love surrounding him. My heart is full of joy for your wonderful family! Love to you all...Laura H.

  3. Please forgive you??? Please forgive me when I keep pestering you for more. You cannot post too many, not for me or any of your other friends as far as I can tell. You know, a lot of babies look like Mr. McGoo when they are born, at least those first few days. I may have even know one or two very well. I'm not just being polite or clique when I say this is a very beautiful boy. You know how much I love you and that could skew my sight but I can tell you this with all objectivity, he's a gorgeous child...inside and out, I know. I am so, so happy for you and of course the rest of the family!!! When the heck is Chuck going to see him???

  4. Man! I can't read half your post without crying! I am so happy for you being a grandma. I am so happy that Liam will have the best grandma ever. I am grateful to our great God, for giving you perfection in this sweet little boy. He IS wonderfully made and he is beautiful!! Enjoy! p.s. Can't wait for all the grandson post!!!!


  5. Congratulations Grandma! He is absolutely beautiful! And life will never be the same for any of you. Enjoy and keep posting pictures.


  6. Congratulations Grandma! He is beautiful! And life will never be the same for any of you. Enjoy and keep posting pictures.


  7. 1st let me say, unless you post 20 photos EVERYDAY we will not get tired of seeing photos! He is beautiful and I am jealous ;) I'm sorry you missed your flight but we got a great story from it! Only you LOL

  8. Oh my goodness! Congratulations to your whole family! Liam is just too precious for words. I squealed at the pic of his sweet baby feeties all tucked underneath him like a little froggy and I gasped at his perfect face with those smoochy lips. I love babies and I know y'all are just on cloud 9 right now. Enjoy all this newborn goodness and congrats again. Thanks for sharing your joy :)

  9. He is so precious! Congratulations! He is one loved little boy! You are going to be the most awesome grandma.... and I know he has the best parents ever! I cannnnnot believe you missed the plane...... love it!

  10. He is beautiful! Welcome to a life full of love Liam! I think he might be the luckiest little grandchild that was ever born.