Next to the births of my two children, nothing is greater then the birth of a grandchild. On April 14, 2007, I became a grandmother to my fist grandchild. Jordan Robert James Mowery was born at 9:13 p.m; he weighed 2 pounds and 14 ounces; and he was 15 inches long. He would spend about a month and a half in the hospital following his birth.
It was a very rocky beginning. Rachel had to have a C-section when Jordan went into distress. At this time, it was uncertain whether either of them would survive. We all refused to accept this as a real possibility. Although, it was a worry for us, we held on to faith and hope. It paid off because both of them survived.
Jordan was very small and would need to remain in the hospital until he gained enough weight to insure his survival. He would need to be stronger and healthier before he could go home.
Jordan was born at Ohio University Hospital in Columbus, Ohio. He remained there about a week before being transferred to Columbus Children's Hospital in the same city.
We were lucky compared to many of the families we talked to or saw in these hospitals. Jordan never had to be hooked up to life support or ventilators. He was only hooked up to a feeding tube, periodic IV's, and monitors. He was hooked to a C-pap to remind him to breath, but only for 24 hours. He only battled the usual problems associated with being a preemie. Low body temperature and feeding troubles were the only things which caused him minor set backs. We focused on the hurdles he overcame or progress he was making and did not dwell on these setbacks.
He was not suppose to be released until his due date of June 8, 2007, but he was released around the end of May. After coming home, the only problem he would face was with Hernias. These were removed in August.
Jordan was the blessing amidst the tragedy which was our life at this time. Donna, Kevin's mom was diagnosed with Terminal Cancer in March and died the end of May. He made it easier for us to deal with the our loss.
Jordan is my first grandchild, and I enjoy every moment I get to spend with him. He is a very special baby who could brighten up any cloudy day. His smile can make all the pain, life throws at me, melt away. He is a true miracle and a blessing.
Pictures of the hospital he was born in: the hospital he was transferred to and lived in until he went home; and the Ronald McDonald House, where his parents stayed, follow on the next page. The rest of the pictures following that one, are of Jordan. Jordan alone and with the people who loved and cared for him. You will see how strong he looks now compared to when he was first born. The visitor will see his progress and the joy he brings to us all.
