enter Hunter

There are people for whom things always seem to happen all at once and for whom, though no fault of their own, things never seem to go as smoothly as they ought to. I suppose the flip side is that they can be extra happy when it all works out well in the end. My poor SIL is one of those people, and I really wish the universe would give her a break now and then. Specifically, the next two days would really be an excellent time for things to all turn out well after the initial difficulties.

Thank goodness my sister-in-law was being monitored closely. She’d been having high blood pressure from her pregnancy; yesterday it went up over 200 and they did an emergency C-section. Meanwhile my brother AlexJay was on Seattle in a business trip (I talked to him a little while ago while he was in the Denver airport waiting for his connecting flight home) and the my SIL has a couple of close family in the hospital with various illnesses and injuries; no wonder her BP was up!

They live about an hour and a half from my parents; my SIL’s best friend is also based in Philadelphia so she took Mom there. Some other local friends and relatives were also able to be at the hospital. (My SIL is the sort of person who is always at the center of a crowd; she’d have been devastated to be alone, so I’m very glad she did have people.)

For being born at 32 weeks, Hunter is enormous: 3lbs, 8 oz (nearly 1.6 kg), 16″ long. He cried right away and was breathing on his own at first; he has to get through the next couple of days, but things are looking hopeful, kin ahora (as my grandfather, the baby’s namesake, would want me to say). SIL’s blood pressure is down and they were able to take her in to see him.

I tend to leave my phone downstairs in my work bag, so managed to miss Mom’s calls last night; I check email while dressing in the morning, so my first notification was that one of my brother’s friends had posted a message on my Facebook wall saying “Congratulations, Aunt (Dichroic)!”

So now I guess we wait and hope everything in this comedy of errors works out well, that my SIL is much happier once her husband is there, and that baby Hunter is strong and healthy soon. He seems to be an impetuous sort.