Yesterday was a day of pure joy and thanksgiving as my newest grandchild made her way into this world…with mom and daughter doing fine. She was born at 10:34 a.m. weighing a healthy 7 pounds, 14 ounces and with enough hair to know there may be some strawberry blonde for this sweet baby too…just like her big sister and her Dad.
My son called me on “Facetime” from the hospital in order for me to “meet” her in “real-time”. I talked softly to my beautiful brand new granddaughter and watched closely as she peacefully slept and moved her little hands. Sweetness personified.
I will fly to Dallas on September 5 to meet her in person and hold her in my arms. I will be there to celebrate her big sister’s second birthday! What fun that will be!
I couldn’t help but reminisce a bit and remember when my son was born…just a little over 33 years ago. Here he is in the hospital with his dad not long after he was born. Notice the strawberry blonde hair even then. Sweet memories. I love this circle of life and the incredible joy of being a grandmother!