August 14,
2014
Dear Jocelyn
Rene,
Happy birthday big girl of nine now. You
picked out a necklace and earrings for your birthday when we were on our trip
to CO last month. So don’t expect
another gift today. Take care of those
special things we have got you these past years. You tend to lose things in your room, in all
the clutter. You are what I call a
stuffer when you clean. You want to get
the job done, so you stuff things. I
found that out about you when I stayed a week with you this summer and helped
you organize your room. I even caught
you going through the trash bag the next morning pulling out things that mom
had trashed from your room. You are little
mini hoarder girl. That reminded me so
much of Angie when she was your age. I
even called you Angie when we were cleaning.
You also like to pick at things like candles etc. like Angie did.
You are a lot like your mom also. You love baking and making desserts. You love making craft things and even sewing
like mom does. You will start a project
and then another one, or build a room out of cardboard for a doll. Julie would draw houses with rooms of
furniture. She was designing her future
home. You create homes for your dolls
and then at times you will video your creations and explain to the one watching
how to make a doll room or whatever you are doing at the time.
You
love watching You Tube videos and learn to do things like put on makeup or make
loom bracelets. You love putting on my
makeup when you are over. You also help
me do other things like pluck my eyebrows, and fix my hair. You are so funny at times. Last week you were pretending you were me and
you pulled your underwear up and shorts down a little and then walked around
like me. I can’t help it I am too cheap
to buy new shorts that fit and don’t fall down since I lost weight. I did find a pair of jeans shorts that were a
small size that I paid a dollar for and they were still too big. You also told me to stop reading the label to
see what was in the pop you were drinking.
You did not care that you were drinking 73 grams of sugar in that bottle
of pop. We were camping and Jocelyn
showed up with the pop, I did not furnish it.
I would not poison my grandchildren with that drink called pop.
Wow
you sure are growing up. You will always
be special to me because you were my first grandchild. You are a great helper and you are always
helping out with the younger kids especially Weston. You and Wes have a special bond
together. I love watching my oldest and
youngest grandchildren interact with each other. I also enjoy watching you and Katelyn play
together, sure you fight at times but most of the times you are playing dolls
or something else together. I am sure
you love Easton also, but Easton is marching to a different drummer as I call
it, and you are not in his drum beat.
You
are so artistic and love to do anything that involves art supplies. You may become a famous artist like your
Great grandma Deloris Bedrosky someday. Don’t
forget to save me some of your art work, so I can hang them on my nursing home
walls. Also don’t forget to come and
visit me. You loved visiting your great
grandma and she loved seeing you and watching you grow up. You were her first great grandchild so that
made you special to her. I have saved
most of your art work in a binder along with the binder of writings that I
wrote to you starting back on July 2, 2006.
I also have family pictures in that binder that you will be able to
share with your children. With your
first you can look back and say,” my baby walked before I did, and I talked
before my baby did.” My mind is sure
wandering to the future and you are only nine, and I have you married and
having a family. Let me travel back to
the past to the day you were born.
The day of your birth was so special to
me. I was so excited that your parents
would allow me into the room to experience your birth. I remember finding out at the hospital that
your middle name would be Rene. That was
a great surprise. On August 12, 2005 we
were all at a wedding reception when you decided you wanted to come out of your
mom’s tummy. Mom looked so beautiful even
though she could not find any shoes to fit due to the swelling you were causing
her. She did find a pair of flip
flops. Your mom looked huge and pregnant
but beautiful, and your dad looked handsome as they danced together that night.
I think it was only one slow dance. Julie did not tell me that she was having
contractions because I would have made a big scene, she later told me. That may have been true. According to Angie your mom was acting crazy
on the way to the wedding and figured it was because you were due to come
soon. When they got home from the
wedding reception Julie’s water broke.
The doctor wanted them to come to the hospital around 3AM, so I figured
that in the morning when I woke up you would have been born. Wrong, I got a call that morning for me and
Pat to come up to the hospital; she wanted her mom and dad with her. I had not planned on going up until you were
born because I did not want to impose, and felt that it was her time with your
dad. We got there about 10 AM and hung
around in the room. I was supposed to be
at school on that Sat. getting the room ready for the start of school on
Mon.
I helped your mom walk the hallways. It was 3:00PM when your mom started pushing,
and pushing and you refused to come out.
Mom and dad were so tired since they had last slept on Thurs night and
it was Sat afternoon. Your big head was
getting caught and the doctors and nurses tried a variety of ways to get you
out. I encouraged her to hang in there
because she did not want to have a C-Section.
She hung in there for 23 long hours.
Julie only got mad at me once during her labor. It was 11:45PM on the 13th when I
said you wanted to be born on Sunday, August 14th. She said something like shut up and she
wanted you out now! The doctors came in
after midnight to pull you out. I was
right you wanted to be born on Sunday, August 14, 2005.
I am taking the time to tell you these
birth details because when you were younger you would ask me to tell you about
your birth. You had this thing about
babies and even wanted to play having a baby.
You would stuff a baby doll under my shirt and say, “push grandma, push,
‘’ and then tell me to breathe until you pulled the doll out from under my
shirt. You would then pretend to wipe
off the blood and clean it up. Then it
would be your turn to give birth. At the
time there was a TV show about women giving birth and you would sneak and watch
it until mom put a stop to it. You used
to say that you wanted to grow up and deliver babies but then you started
watching the Cake Boss and DC Cupcakes TV shows, so now you want to work in a
bakery and bake cakes and cupcakes. You
do love making and helping mom make her birthday cakes and cupcakes for events
and church.
Since you were our first and you were
living in Omaha, we got to see you a lot and babysit. When you were 16 months old we got to watch
you while your parents went to Paris. When
we went to the airport to pick them up you saw them and gave an expression of why
the heck did you leave me so long.
Another thing I remember is the time you were playing in the water with
some plastic fish and Angie was videotaping you, and water was dripping down
your arm and you said, “Oh, crap.” You
used that phrase in the right context.
Sean told Julie to stop saying that crap word. You were a talker. People would think you were older because of
your vocabulary.
We
took you on local camping trips and ones without your parents. Once when you were really little the screen
door did not get shut all the way and you climbed up and pushed on the screen
and fell out scratching up your face as you fell out of the 5th
wheel. You said that grandma pushed you
out. I think Angie taught you to say
that. We took you to SD and to the Grand
Canyon when you were three. You did not
say that you missed mom and dad until it was the day to leave the Grand Canyon,
so I told you we were going home that day. Grandpa always said we took you so
grandma would have someone to talk to when we travel, since grandpa does not
talk much.
We
still take you camping but it is with the other kids. We asked once if you wanted to camp by
yourself or with a sibling and you wanted Katelyn to go with you. Easton was the only one that wanted to camp
with us without a sibling. When we
travel along the road on one of what I call Trip of a Lifetime, you love
playing games. This fall will be #4 when
we travel to FL to the Tampa area to meet Angie.
When we camp you get to sleep in our room
on the floor at the foot of the bed. You
love staying up and watching TV with us, and then you climb into bed to snuggle
in the morning and try to get me up and make you breakfast. You always want oatmeal and then you will add
blueberries or other fruits along with honey.
I love that kind of breakfast also.
When we were camping last week near Grand
Island you were mixing water, dirt, leaves, etc along with the other kids. You love mixing up things and doing science
experiences as you call them. I would
find all sorts of things downstairs after you spent the night here; of some
kind of mixture you made using craft items like glue, colored sand, an glitter
or other things you found that was leftover from my teaching days.
Well sweetheart I could go on and on with
this birthday letter, but I won’t because you have all those other letters that
I have written you in the past. I still
can’t believe you are now 9. Where did
those years go? Keep up with your new
blog that you- Pumpkin started with your sister- Tater Tot. I still think you should have called yourself-
Potato Head. You will have to write
about your Grandma Rene on your blog someday, but if you do please be
kind. Love you, Potato Head oops I mean
Pumpkin.
Sincerely,
Grandma Rene
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