TEAGAN’S BAPTISM

My newest grandchild, Teagan, was baptized on
May 8, 2011. I flew down for the baptism and for a long awaited visit to see my
daughters and grandchildren. It just happened to be Mother’s Day that Sunday
and would be the first Mother’s Day I would spend with my daughters in at least
five years. Little did we know the weekend would become almost a total
disaster. The evening after my arrival, Travis, my daughter’s husband, came
down with a 24-hour vomiting flu and needless to say he was up all night.
Postponing the baptism for a later date was discussed, but after taking into
consideration the fact that I flew down specifically for the Baptism and
everything was already set up along with brunch reservations for Mother’s Day
for all four mothers—myself, my daughters, Tiffany and Cassandra, and Teagan’s
other grandmother, Linda—Travis took some anti–nausea medicine and went back to
bed to try to sleep for a little while. A call was made to the pastor at their
church and the baptism was changed to a private ceremony after the regular
Sunday church service. An hour later, we all got dressed including a very weak
and still sick Travis. The church handed out carnations to all the mothers, and
since we arrived at the end of the service, all four mothers received a carnation.
We proceeded into the private chapel for Teagan’s baptism. When there is only
the baptism without the regular church service, it takes much less time, so we
were done quickly and on our way to the Mother’s Day brunch at the club house
of a local golf course. Travis, still not feeling well, and knowing he wouldn’t
be able to eat any food, went home instead. The brunch was superb and filled
with many delicious entrees and desserts. Afterwards we went Cassandra’s house
in an effort to prevent anyone else from catching the vomiting flu. Opening
Teagan’s baptism gifts was next on the agenda, along with Mother’s Day gifts
for the Grandmothers which consisted of hard cover picture books of new baby
Teagan, and Coen, my grandson. As soon as we were back at Tiffany’s house, she
started not feeling well and went straight to bed with some anti-nausea
medicine. Travis started to feel a little better but still was weak. About ten
that night I started not feeling so well, so I also took some anti-nausea
medication and went to sleep praying I would not feel nauseous in the morning
for my flight home. I didn’t feel great in the morning, but at least I wasn’t
vomiting which was a real plus and I managed to make it home without getting
sick on the plane. That was definitely an accomplishment after the past 24
hours.

Baby Teagan will not remember her baptism day,
but considering the circumstances, I don’t think any of us will ever forget it!