No, you’re not reading the same blog post twice. Yes, I flew to Ohio with the girls in January when I was 29 weeks pregnant to celebrate our niece’s baptism. Then, three weeks later, I flew to Ohio (well, technically, to Michigan) with the girls again when I was 32 weeks pregnant to celebrate my grandma’s life and mourn her passing. She died peacefully at 91.5 years of age on February 10, 2018. We felt very blessed to have visited with her less than three weeks prior to her passing.
Flight & Funeral Home
This time, we flew direct from LAX to DTW. We had strong tailwinds and arrived over an hour early. Praise God! (Note that these same winds would have me in tears wondering if we’d ever make it back to LAX on our 5 hour and 5 minute return flight.)
My sister and her baby arrived in DTW from Colorado shortly after us and my Mom picked us all up and took us straight to the funeral home for my grandma’s showing. To say it was a long day for everyone would be an understatement, but we were very glad to be with our family and see so many people show up to support us at the funeral home.
Funeral & Family
The next morning, we gathered at the church to say our final goodbyes to Grandma. Honestly, one of the most heartbreaking parts of the morning was my Dad not being there with us. He’d had back surgery (again) four days prior to the funeral and he had pushed himself too hard after the surgery, attending meetings at the church and funeral home. On Friday morning, he could not move. My brother said that there was no way he could have even gotten Dad into a wheelchair, as Dad could not even roll off the couch. I could hear my Grandma’s voice from heaven saying, “I told him to rest. He just won’t listen!” So, everyone but Dad attended the funeral, short cemetery service, and then a lovely lunch at the church hosted by the women of the church. We spent the rest of the afternoon just hanging out with family. The girls also got to collect the day’s chicken eggs with Uncle Matthew.
On Saturday morning, we joined the rest of the family to clean out Grandma’s apartment, and then we hung out at Dad’s before Matthew had to drive back to his home.
Snow, a Sleigh Ride, & Snuggles
Sunday morning greeted us with a dusting of snow – enough for Vivian to build a little snowman (named Minnie Mouse) with my Mom. Lillian had a fever during our entire trip and was glued to me, so she did not join in on the snow fun.
In the afternoon, we visited Uncle Lee and Vivian got to play with him and his new race track.
Then we went to the Rutherford B. Hayes Presidential Center to ride on a sleigh through beautiful Spiegel Grove. Unfortunately, the dusting of snow present in the morning had melted by the afternoon.
That night, Vivian got lots of snuggles from family and stories read to her.
Finally, after four nights in Ohio, we got in our last family time and headed back to the airport to fly home to California. The girls did great on the flights – they are total pros now – but I had a rough time. I was 33 weeks pregnant and was DONE with flying.
I know I said in my last Ohio travel post that we would not be returning to Ohio until later this summer with Baby Brother, but this time, I really mean it!