Grandma of an Angel

Sunday, July 12, 2009

day 3

Rosie is off the vent for now she has had a few "spells" where they have to remind her to breathe which is normal for micro-premies. Her blood gassas at 4:00 were excellent. All very good news for now. We have been warned about good days and bad days. This is a "good day" Keep praying for Rosie May

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Update

Day 2

Sitting in Des Moines at the Holiday inn right across from the hopsital. Rosie May is still doing good she is stable her blood pressure was low and she had medicine for that and also some insulin to lower her blood sugar. She is for now on the lowest setting for the oxygen that has been changing but is stable now also. Tomorrow we hope her Mamma gets out of the hospital so she can come up here.

Rosie May was born 7-10-09 she weighs 1 pound and 6 ounces. She was lifeflighted to Des Moines which is about 2 hours away from us. Her Mom had a c-section and is in the hospital here in our town still. She will not be able to go to Des Moines untill she is released. I and my husband and Mom will be going up there today to see Rosie. Right now she is stable. She is very small. I am going to use my blog to keep everyone posted on Rosies development.

Monday, June 29, 2009

sent the day after william died the day Alessa was due to be born September 23 2009

Alessa Rose Mulvaney

Alessa Rose Mulvaney is my Granddaughter. She was born an Angel on July 25th 2008. By that I mean she was apparently not meant to breath our air, she didn't cry, she didn't move, she was stillborn. This is the hardest this that has ever happened in our family. A thing we never imagined would ever happen to us. we were thrown into a world of despair. My youngest Daughter left the hospital empty handed. She had a small book with a picture, hand prints, footprints, and a lock of hair. We took no pictures we had no joy. I hate that I couldn't take pictures. What I would give to have pictures of her as we said goodbye to our Angel whom we never got to say hello to.
In my grief I turned to the internet. I became a member of a club I had never even heard of called AGAST. I also started reading about the stories of others. A little boy named William who was fighting for his life and lost that fight. That was the first time I sent balloons to heaven for someone else.
I read the story of nice lady in Austrailia that wrote names in the sand and started reading blogs.