The Baby is coming - Now!
It was on January 10, 1991 when our daughter Carol, who was expecting her second child in February, decided to spend the night at our house. Her husband Jim had traveled to Germany for business meetings, and he would be back in town before the baby's delivery date which was in February.
That night, mother and little Jordan were asleep in one bedroom, while grandpa and grandma were asleep in another. At about midnight, Carol was waking me up saying, "Mom, I think my baby is coming and I don't know what to do". This was a new experience for our daughter because her son was born by cesarean section two years earlier. I jumped out of bed, awoke grandpa and called Carol's doctor who told us to go to the hospital.
The night seemed endless, and instead of sleeping I waited by the telephone for hours for news from my husband who had taken Carol to the hospital while I stayed at home with little Jordan. Finally, my husband called to say that Carol was indeed in labor and that he had called Jim to tell him what was happening.
Grandpa came home as Jordan was having breakfast, and I left them playing with toys as I headed to the hospital to be with Carol. I waited and encouraged her through the intense pains of childbirth, and soon a chubby, red-faced baby girl appeared on the scene, clearing her lungs by announcing loudly that she had arrived... a little early! Her daddy greeted her at the airport one week later.
Andrea Taryn has always been ahead of pack. When she finished the first grade in school, she skipped the second, and went on to third. She has grown to be a beautiful young lady and plays the clarinet in her high school marching band. As I write, she is celebrating her 17th birthday. I vote that Andrea will be one most likely to succeed in life!