Patrick and I Stopped by My Grandmother's Today

When we got there we informed her that we’re having the baby via c-section tomorrow morning.

She made the cutest happy face, I loved it.

She’s apparently been sick the past week and is just now feeling better (and her better currently is still sick compared to how she was prior to last December).

It made me glad to see how excited she was. Her memory is getting worse so she struggles to even remember we’re having a boy. On top of that she can’t ever remember the name we picked out, even though Wiley is being named William after my grandaddy (her husband). I did tell her we were going to call him Wiley but that his official name is William Lawrence and she seemed very happy with that.

I told Patrick that I want Grandmother to see the baby asap, I think my mom thinks she won’t be able to make it to the hospital, she’s just so sick. I hate that because the hospital is 10 minutes from her house, tops… and we have free valet parking passes and I’m going to save that and mention it to mom. From there I imagine in a hospital they’d have a wheelchair we could borrow to wheel her up to the room in. She does live 10 minutes from the hospital, but it’s 10 minutes the opposite direction. My cousins also smoke in the house and I’m already unhappy about that for my grandmother’s sake but definitely don’t want to stop by with my newborn in that. Mostly, though… I’ll have just had major surgery a few days prior, I doubt I’m going to have the energy to stop by my grandmother’s in order to have her meet her first great-grandchild, which I hate. But I don’t want to wait too long for her to see him because I’m so worried I’m going to lose her soon, too.

But still, it made me really happy to see how much it made her happy when she found out her great-grandson was about to be here. That’s the one perk of having this c-section, I can tell her when he’s going to be here.