This Wasn’t The Plan

When you’re about to have a baby, people love to encourage you with the wonders of a newborn and the reality and responsibility of new parenthood.

Or they tell horror stories of their own labor and delivery.

Nobody wants to hear those, but there’s something in the telling that lets women remind themselves they lived to tell the tale.

Women don’t anticipate the down and dirty. They wait for the cuddly bundle.a7dbbdfa-5a51-4176-9eef-38601c373e1e

We got the call from our son-in-law, Ramsay, early Friday morning, telling us they were at the hospital. The time had come, and their little girl was on the way.

We packed, rented a car (neither of our vehicles could feasibly make the trip), and left Orlando, hoping to reach Miami in under four hours.

We thought we had it hard.

In spite of my fears that we’d miss the big event, we arrived with time to spare . Tiffany was uncomfortable as she was hitting the transition part of labor. Having been through it a few times myself, it was hard to watch my daughter work through the pain of the contractions. Her mother-in-law, Lisa, and I were in the room with her and Ramsay. Breathing with her. Encouraging her. Helping Ramsay in any way we could.

Neither of them had slept in over 24 hours.

0fdc0856-d743-48e8-873c-282f3d684909After 45 hours of labor and attempts at pushing baby Brooklyn out, the doctor talked with Tiff about the possibility of a caesarian section.

Not what she wanted to hear

The baby’s heart rate dropped dramatically every time Tiff pushed. There was the chance the cord could be wrapped around her neck.

That changed everything.

They prepped Tiff for surgery. Ramsay put on scrubs so he could be in the operating room with her.

And we waited.

Brooklyn was finally born at 9:58 p.m. on December 4. 8 pounds, 11 ounces. 20 1/2 inches long.

With the cord wrapped around her neck.

I was so proud of my daughter and son-in-law. They worked so hard to do this the “right” way. To have Brooklyn without 6d6ef083-aef4-464c-9df6-552153735c41incident, stay a day and bring her home. But when it came to Brooklyn’s safety, nothing else mattered.

Over 2,000 years ago, a young woman, Mary, was about ready to give birth to her first baby.

It wasn’t turning out the way she’d thought it would.

She’d been engaged when she found she was pregnant.

With the Son of God.

It wasn’t a Facebook moment. Not a baby reveal. She was pregnant out of wedlock. By God’s design.

Not something she’d prepared for when she agreed to marry Joseph. She’d expected to be a good wife and mother. Eventually.

486a5a52-a5a1-4e2b-973f-3fe570e2964cThis wasn’t her game plan.

But it was God’s.

When we choose to engage God in life, we’re no longer the ones in control. Life happens with bigger reasons. Greater purposes.

Like the birth of a Savior. From a faithful young woman who submitted her will to God.

Sometimes our decisions don’t take into account the bigger picture. Or the One who sees that picture clearly.

That’s really the only picture worth seeing.

It’s better than what I can come up with.

Even if it isn’t my plan.










15 responses to “This Wasn’t The Plan”

  1. Great post! Congrats, Nana!!


    1. Thanks, my friend. Having never had a Caesarian section, I’ve been blown away by Tiff’s strength and fortitude. Don’t know that I could have done what she did.


  2. Dayle and John – when we chose to engage GOD in life, we also realized we weren’t in control and didn’t see the picture clearly – like Ramsay and Tiff, and they REALIZED it was the only picture worth seeing with GOD and Brooklyn. [Congratulations to both of them, you and Brooklyn as well!] Blessings and Love!


    1. God chooses His ways, and He’s always right. It too often takes me time to get to that point with Him. Working on it!


  3. Precious little bundle! Now Tiff has extra insight to all that the mother of our Lord went through this season… Congrats to you, Nana!


    1. Thanks, Jules. I know how richly blessed I am. And I don’t take that lightly. Thanks for your encouragement, my friend.


  4. It never ceases to amaze me how God uses your life stories. Actually, it is more that you transition so well in each one to HIS story, seeing the threads all through the fabric of your life. Loved this! What a beautiful advent read of the anticipation of birth…made me weepy, but you are good at that, too. 🙂 So glad that all ended well for everyone. Congrats to you all. You are so greatly loved, and Brooklyn is in for such a great (albeit wild) ride with you guys.

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    1. Thanks, Pen. She is a keeper. But the funny thing is I find myself stressing more than if I’d just given birth. Weird. And yes, it will be a wild ride. I can almost guarantee it.


  5. Congratulations! She is beautiful!


    1. I’m not biased. She’s gorgeous.


  6. Very glad everyone is okay and Brooklyn is here safe and well.


    1. I’m so grateful! Funny how easy it is to worry when it’s not my child but my grandchild. I guess I know more possibilities and lack of sanity pushes the lies.

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      1. Enjoy your time with them 🙂


  7. I love this and the connections you made. Congratulations on a precious new baby in the family!


    1. Thanks, Carly. You are very gracious. It’s been a bit of an eye-opener since they’ve been home–hormones are not fun. But it’s really exciting seeing these two as parents.


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