Don’t (Cats Can) Be Cruel, Cathy’s Mews, & #BoTB Results

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I said ‘CATS” not Cathy can be cruel.  I didn’t want to worry any of y’all about visiting this CAThy.

Originally I slanted this post to be simply mewsic and a few giggles but then a turn in events last week through the weekend cause me to spice this up just a bit.  

I took an unscheduled leave in Blogosphere beginning last Wednesday because DH had some comp time he wanted to use.  Our plans were to tackle some yard work at the start then make time to take a day trip or two to the mountains.  

We managed to get the yard work done and changed the oil in our car which made for a really long day and we were really sore the next morning. I felt pretty awful because of a ginormous headache, too. We decided to take it easy around town on Thursday but that’s when the shoe dropped on our plans.  

DD#1 calls totally freaked out and perhaps with good reason to report her OB wants to induce her labor Saturday night at 12:30am.  The reason for the urgency is she developed gestational diabetes.    

The news hit my ears and after we hung up, not being up to par I felt a bit confused.  DD#1 kept saying Saturday night but 12:30am? Did she mean Friday after midnight or Saturday after midnight?  She said she’d call back on Friday after 11am with more details.

This changed our plans to go to the mountains not knowing if it was Friday or Saturday night plus we knew regardless which night it was we knew that we couldn’t rely on Sunday to do our weekly shopping. So, that’s what we did.  We went to Walmart got groceries and we traipsed through four or five stories looking for the purrfect little outfits for our little grand-daughter.  Let me just say, it was a devil of a job to find what we wanted.  You can’t find soft pink and white baby apparel like you could 30-years ago but we did manage to pick out several all soft pink outfits which are so precious.  I wish I had taken a picture of them now.  Before coming home, we stopped at Chili’s to get take-out for dinner: Chicken Margarita and Southwestern Egg Rolls. 

Friday morning I waited and waited for DD#1 to call.  I figured she was just super busy and couldn’t talk so I called the hospital for directions and what time should we be there in order to spend a few minutes with her.  The nurse confirms Friday night at midnight would be good as they will begin inducing her at 12:30am Saturday morning.  

Concerned that either I misunderstood DD#1 or that she did about the appointment time, I called her.  It took a few attempts we connected.  After I told her what I found out, she panicked.  The appointment desk gave her a card with Saturday night into Sunday morning as the time to be there but the hospital somehow had it different. I gave her the number to call which she did and got it straightened out.  All was good as originally set by her doctor.

This mess up in communications knocked us out of going to the mountains on Friday but that’s ok.  I think it was for the best.  This gave us a chance to look for some lacy white baby dress socks.  This was another very hard find.  Don’t mothers dress their little girls up anymore?  Of all the places we went to there were only a grand total of two stores that carried these items.  The evening got away from us before we knew it.  We got some take out from Olive Garden to take home to have with plans to watch ‘The Originals’.  We decided to stay up late to sleep in longer on Saturday since we would need to be at the hospital at midnight.

Saturday, we slept until 11ish. After breakfast we lit into a long list of things that had to be done before going out. Once we got everything crossed off, we went to Walmart to buy flowers, headphones & suckers for DD#1, and bottled water.  Headphones…I mean cheap ones that sit on the ear are really hard to find.  Why is everything that we like just vanishes?  It’s was almost 10pm.  We dashed into Chick-fil-a for dinner. Boy, did I ever need that boost of protein to get my brain going because there was one more thing we wanted to get but couldn’t find easily.  DH wanted to give to the baby’s daddy some chocolate cigars.  He did this when we had our babies decades ago and thought it would be fun to pass the tradition on to a newer generation of parents.  Guess what, we found a grand total of one box  ‘It’s a Girl’ milk chocolate cigars at Party City.  They also had ‘It’s a Girl’ bubblegum cigars so we got one of those, too.

As luck would have it, her appointment time was pushed forward an hour so we didn’t need to be there until 1:30.  I was able to be in with her the whole time and DH was able to visit much of the time, as well as DS.  DD#2 came in from Maine to be with her sister, too.  She did a furtastic job laboring and there were no complications in the delivery other than a little oxygen needed to improve the baby’s heart rate within those last few minutes.  I thought birthing a child was an pAwesome experience but witnessing the event is equally pAwesome.  What a marvelous miracle to see God’s handiwork enter the world before my eyes! I count myself immensely blessed sharing that moment with with precious first-born who did an incredible job.  

May I present to you, my little angel, Angelina Nicole!

Mimi’s little angel (6-lbs 12-oz & 19″ long) and DD#1

The room filled with quiet tender
A symphony of mummers and whispers lingered
Awaiting for the important arrival
By and large
At a moment’s call
The family gather
To witness this treasure
Of one so small
A child’s birth
Our granddaughter
 Angelina Nicole

©2018 Cathy Kennedy

We called our grandparents either grandma, grandpa or mamaw and papaw, as did our kids but we decided to go with Mimi and Poppy.  This just somehow sounds less old, even cute to me.  I know our little one will look at us and see maturing faces but hopefully we’ll feel and act far more youthful than our age says.



🎶🎶🎶 Here’s my RMF song-of-the-day! 🎶🎶🎶

 

One more thing before I scat out of here and I apologize for the length of this post but sometimes it happens.  The results of October 15th BoTB 3-way showdown turned into only two artists competing in the battle. The Isley Brothers & Santana came up empty-handed getting no votes right until I tossed them my vote.  I’m not sure if I’d gone this way had Contender #1 been holding their own.  I liked all three covers.  The first two covers are considerably longer than last one.  This song off really was between Luther Vandross and The Chamber Brothers.  If you’d been following along then you know who won.

The final tally…The Isley Brothers & Santana (1-vote), Luther (11-votes) and TCB (7-votes).  Listen to Luther’s 1981 R&B #1 hit, Never Too Much.


 

 

I’m linking up taking a coffee break for some with Random Tuesday Thoughts with Stacy Uncorked and joining Eugenia for Tuesday Chatter (word prompt ‘by and large’) this morning, as well with Mary from Jingle, Jangle, Jungle for the month long Rocktober Music Mewsic Fest. You’re invited to come with and don’t forget to join me tomorrow for not-so Wordless Wednesday.

I’m was gonna share “Matrix Cat” parody with Mary for today’s mewsic choice but I was afraid it would be a catastrophe. Braw-ha-ha-ha!

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