What a wonderful week we had as a family. To have everyone here except for Spencer, Walker and new little Desmond was an exciting and delightful time. Neal and I felt truly blessed as the matriarch and patriarch of the group. The details need to be recorded and are interesting so stay with me as I relate the details of Sunday and Monday.
Sunday morning I woke up with a nasty cold and a miserable sore throat. But I had meetings to attend so forced myself up and in the shower and off to my meetings. Neal also had meetings that he was attending. Tucker and Jamie decided for their meetings they would go to Temple Square and go through a tour of the Conference Center. We all returned home about 2:30 at which time I got tables set, dinner in the oven and preparations made for the gathering. Cutlers came to say “Goodbye” to Tucker and Jamie and so did Derek and the Goss’s. Peyton and I seem to have the hardest time with ‘goodbyes’. They are killers for us emotionally. We both shed many tears as the family loaded in the car to head for California.
Now the part I left out was that just as we were getting ready to sit down for dinner Lyndsy used the bathroom and came out with the surprise of her day telling us that her water just broke! She and James left for home and after I had said my goodbyes to Tucker and famly and the Cutler’s, Derek, River and I got in the car and headed over to Goss’s for an all night vigil. Derek, James, Lyndsy and I stayed awake the whole night by playing games, watching a movie ( I did doze in and out during the movie) until about 4 a.m. at which time the midwife was called to join our vigil. Lyndsy was determined to have a home birth. I was skeptical – not that she couldn’t do what she wanted and put her mind to but that it wasn’t safe for her or the baby. I watched my little girl go through hours of agony and pain that would have wrenched any mother’s heart. I noticed James was, what I interpreted from his face, a very concerned husband. It is hard to see someone go through that kind of pain when I know there is medication available that would ease her suffering. But, being respectful of Lyndsy’s wishes, I said not a word and held her hand with each violent contraction. It just about broke my heart. At 6:52 (I think that was the time) little Desmond Neal finally took his first breath and joined the family as the second son of Lyndsy and James and the twentieth grandchild. Welcome little one right from Heaven.
It was time for me to head for work to my new job and to once again say ‘goodbye’ to another child of mine. Derek and I walked upstairs, hugged and I cried and we hugged again. I told him I loved him and what I wanted for him more than anything else was to be happy and make good choices in his life. He expressed his love for me and I waved ‘goodbye’ as I walked out the door.
This has probably been one of the most rewarding, eventful, fun, powerful, and loving weeks I’ve spent in my life! Thanks to all my children for making this past week one that will be long remembered by all, climaxed by the arrival of a new baby. We are truly blessed as a family and I would hope each one of you would get on your knees and thank our Father in Heaven for the blessings we all so abundantly enjoy. I know I will.
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