In this blog I am going to talk about my sweet, nice and wonderful granny named Francisca Pérez Castillo and of her most memorable day.
She was born in Tamaulipas, on October 2, 1944. She met a wonderful man in Monterrey named José Luis Reyna Pérez, they married on April 4, 1964. They had six children, four women and two men.
Last week I was talking with my granny by phone, she told me that her most memorable day was on May 4, 1965, when my aunt Mónica Reyna Pérez was born. The most important person of this memorable day was my aunt Mónica Reyna Pérez. There were involved my grandfather, my grandmother, the nurses and the doctors.
That day my grandmother was excited and happy of having her first baby, because it was her first experience. During the birth my grandfather was with my granny in the room, inclusive there were the doctors who helped to have a successful birth. She remembered when she was in the bed of the hospital, with whites and longs sheets, with the doctors and her nervous husband on a tall chair.
Few minutes later after the birth she was exhausted and tired, but at the same time happy, excited and desperate of seeing her baby. The only thing that she wanted was to see her baby alive. Suddenly, a nurse came into her room with a pretty, tender and small girl in her arms, she started to cry of happiness, she could not stop doing it, she and my grandfather were looking her pretty baby.
Their first baby changed a lot their life, because they could not do the same activities as when they were single or a few days ago when they were married but without children. From that day they knew that they should give to their baby love, understanding, education, food, clothing and to take care of the new family member.
She did not remember a specific scent of the moment, she only remembered a big pain. After that day she felt done as woman, person and wife, but she and my grandfather wanted to be parents of more children, so they had 5 more.
After this experience she learn how to be mother, how to feed a baby, to bathe it, to clean it, to educate it, to know when it is hungry, when it wants to go to the toilet; she told me that when a woman is mother she learn a lot of things, a lot that, now at days she is still learning about how to be a good mother.
At the end of our conversation she wanted to cry, because she remembered when my grandfather was with her, because now at days he is with God; she also told me that she would not change anything about her experience, because she thinks that being mother is the most fantastic thing of the whole life.
