It’s a bit unofficial, but I am a grandma!
At least, that is what the baby’s Mama calls me.
Lupe has a baby girl. Born at 2:00. Probably this morning, judging from text messages from Guatemala and phone messages here. But my heart is suffering because of the language gap.
Somehow, being told about the birth by the boyfriend of a sister because he is the only one who can really speak English — well, let’s just say it is a little less than satisfying.
He did say that they didn’t think she had to have a c-section. But he didn’t sound sure. Said that things seemed fine, and that she was going to come home from the hospital tomorrow.
He said that the first name was Nicole. Then said that the second one was Marianna. Then said, “Well, maybe ‘Maria’ or something like that –“
But whatever the name, whatever — Whatever!!! I am so glad that she is safely here (at least I think so! Guatemala is a long way away, and I don’t really know if I trust the medical system there!) and I can’t wait to hear with my own two ears my Lupe’s account of becoming a mother.
And I will update when I know more!