The day before Leo’s surgery was a Wednesday. It is the only day I teach outside the home, with 7 neighbor-kids all in a cute suburb. I asked Leo before I left
“Are you sure you want me to leave you here alone?”
His response: “One of us has to keep working!”.
So, with that, I got in the car and headed towards my first student’s house. On the way, I called a dear friend from our small group and let her know that Leo would be having surgery the next day, and to just pass the word along to pray. She suggested that maybe instead of the group meeting at her house, they would all come over to ours to pray, worship and bring us food. I was so grateful!
I got through my first 2 lessons with no problem, but all of a sudden, during my 3rd lesson, I got a panicked call from Leo.
“Nena! Canela is having her puppies!”.
What?!?! Of course… the only day I’m not either at home, or 5 minutes from home.
“Do you want me to come home??” (I had whelped pups before, but Leo’s only experience was watching the YouTube videos in preparation.).
“No, I think I can do it.”
It turns out that Leo also decided not to cancel a guitar lesson, so he put Canela outside while he taught (I would’ve paid money to watch him teach while high on the drugs they gave him… lol!).
When he went to let her in, he couldn’t find her. She didn’t come running to him like she normally does. He found her in her favorite spot under our hammock, in a pile of leaves that hadn’t been cleaned up from the winter. One puppy was already out.
We had a box for her all ready to go in the kitchen, so Leo had to drag it- with his good arm- out to the back patio, reach for the puppy that had already been born, and get Canela in the box.
About every 20 minutes or so, he’d send me another pic or video. She was such a pro! He even had time to set up the ipad to record the birth out on the back patio.
I called another friend who loves Canela and really wanted to be there for the birth, and she headed right over to be with them.
Again, I kept asking “Do you need me to come home?” Leo always answered the same way: “One of us needs to keep working!” So, I kept plugging away at my lessons, finished and got home with just 15 minutes to spare before people started coming over. Canela birthed the last puppy just as I was walking in the door. It was beautiful. She did an amazing job!
I had just a few minutes to clean the kitchen and living room, try to organize space for 12 people, and make sure that Canela was doing well before people started arriving.
It was crazy! (But when, in our lives have things like this never been crazy?).
Worship that night was so beautiful. We will remember that evening for possibly the rest of our lives. We were overwhelmed with so many things, and to have our dearest friends over to pray for and encourage us, lifting up the name of Jesus in the middle of our situation… that was priceless!
The puppies were born into a house of worship, and the peace that we all felt was tangible.