It's a boy.

Congrats to you and your daughter @FRANKIE
 
What has your daughter called her baby boy @FRANKIE :p
And how much did he weigh ;)
Any photos of the new arrival ;)
 
Shelly said:
What has your daughter called her baby boy @FRANKIE :p
And how much did he weigh ;)
Any photos of the new arrival ;)
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The parents gave him the first name Bryce Bastion, last name Manuel. He was 21 inches long and 9 pounds 8 ounces. She had a very difficult time delivering him as she is a small girl. She was due on Jan. 3rd. On the morning of the 5th she called and said she had some cramps and didn't know if they were contractions. She went to the hospital. They said they were contractions but to go home as it was too early. She went back to the hospital at 11: 30 that same night as things had started to progress. She was admitted. During the day of the 6th, contractions were about 5 minutes apart. By 11:30 that night she was into heavy labor with strong contractions and they had her doing strong pushing. This continued for 4 hours till about 3:30 AM the next morning. I was in the room with my wife and my daughter's boyfriend during all this. The nurses that were with her were really great and worked extremely hard. By this time, while standing next to her bed, I began to feel a bit frightened and extremely concerned. She was extremely exhausted. My wife was sitting in the room and was very quite as was her boyfriend who looked like a wreak. I couldn't stand just sitting off to the side and just watching and waiting and when I saw her condition, I had enough of doing nothing and stood by her side to give encouragement. The nursed told her to push when the contractions came so as to work in conjunction with them. When this was happening I gave her very strong encouragement shouting: "Yes, Yes, That's it....Keep going, push a little more, a little more, You're doing GREAT, THAT'S IT GO, GO KEEP GOING., ONE MORE TIME..." The nurses kept encouraging her and told me to keep it up as it was having a positive effect, but the progress, while positive, was still very slow. This went on for an hour and a half. My daughter felt as if she was making no progress but I told her we could see the very top of the baby's head. I asked the nurses if they ever used a mirror and they said yes. I told them to go get one, which they did. It was set up so she could see the very top of the baby's head. This turned her attitude right around as she was starting to give up. We kept up with the same routine for another half hour. A little bit more of the baby's head appeared. The head doctor came in for an evaluation as things were taking so long and my daughter was about at the end of her rope. The doctor said that the baby's heartbeat was very strong but he gave us another hour before he would have to give her a C section. After he left, the nurse, who earlier had told me she had delivered about one thousand babies in her career, said she firmly believed the baby could still be delivered naturally. We doubled our efforts with my daughter and kept telling my daughter to keep going.. I can't imagine what it must have sounded like out in the hallway as during each set of contractions we were almost screaming encouragement with each set of contractions. After another hour things FINALLY started to budge and the baby started moving. They had broken her water the night before to try to start delivery. When it became evident the delivery was really coming, other nurses came in and asked me to stand aside and for my daughter to only listen to this one particular nurse's directions, which she did. I had never seen a baby being born just a few feet away. I was shocked that the piece of the head I had seen and thought was a large part of the head was in reality only a FRACTION of the baby's head and as it came out, I couldn't believe just how big the head really was. It made me cringe at what it must have felt like. Some one asked if I felt embarrassed at looking at my daughter. I can't impress upon you that it is the absolute last thing that you think about. I would look down to see how far things were coming along and look back at her completely exhausted face and pray to God nothing would happen to her. In that situation, one can easily see how a woman can lose her life in childbirth. I swore at that moment I would never ever be angry at my mother for any reason. I couldn't help thinking, while watching the completion of the delivery, that I was watching something from a science fiction movie. It was almost surreal. It is a miracle. I thought later that every 13 year old should see this first hand. You start this with a sex act but this is the end point of that act. This human that's coming out is yours now. You feed it, you care for it, you love it, and you educate it. You can't give it back. You can't say I don't want it. You now have a responsibility. My cousin said they show this now to the kids in gym class. That's a change. When I was in school, they didn't even talk about it. The mother is doing well. They'll keep the baby in for observation for an extra day of two for observation for a minor reason.
I figured out the from the first time she felt cramps which were contractions and first went to the hospital to the actual time of delivery was 69 hours and 9 minutes. She was in hard delivery labor for about 7 hours. I don't think I could have done it. It certainly gives me a stronger respect for women. Frankie
 
Born into a world of Trump...no wonder he took his time coming out... seriously though Frankie, big congratulations. :drinks:
 
Well done Frankie, you were there for her when she needed you most. A true dad.
 
I'll read your story when I get home from work @FRANKIE :p
As leaving soon ;)
 
Wow Frankie, she was so strong and brave as were you. I've given birth twice and the labours added together don't come anywhere near to what your daughter went through. Give her a hug from me and wish her well. Enjoy your grandson, as grandchildren are a blessing.
Mary
 
Great and tonic news!
Congratulations Frankie!
A strong health to mum and Manuel!
Mum is a hero and this is the reason we always worship Mothers!
New year brought you the miracle of life!
All the best to you all!
 
MaryMac said:
Wow Frankie, she was so strong and brave as were you. I've given birth twice and the labours added together don't come anywhere near to what your daughter went through. Give her a hug from me and wish her well. Enjoy your grandson, as grandchildren are a blessing.
Mary
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I'm looking forward to this. Frankie
 
What a wonderful story, great read, especially the last paragraph!! Frankie.:thumbsup:

Congratulations on the birth of your Grandson, Bryce, to your daughter on giving birth to a beautiful baby boy and on a job well done, a sterling effort from both of you!! :scorecard: We will wet the baby's head tonight, Frankie! :drinks:

Mike & Sandy
 
What a story @FRANKIE :p
I was with my daughter when she gave birth to our first grandson ;)
Very emotional time ;)
Labour can go on for hours :(
It seams like its never going to end but the end result is lovely :)
When you have your new baby in your arms all the labour and birth goes out the window as all you can think about is the bundle of joy in your arms ;)
Have fun with your new grandson ;)
 
Shirl was with our Abbie when she had Xander it was a very long labour too. She was so tired she was falling asleep between contractions bless her.

Tony.
 
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