The Miracle of Life

For the past nine months, I have dutifully kept a secret. 

Today, it's revealed.

This week, my beloved hubs and I became a  grandpa and grammie!  Yup, that's right, sweet blog peeps! 

Here she is! Our beloved brand new first time-in-a-lifetime granddaughter!

My exquisitely perfect sweet petunia has now seen her first light of day.

Those of you who already crossed this threshold in life know the intense joy of the occasion.  

For those who have not yet gone there, let me tell you, being a grandparent is the thrill of a lifetime.

Waiting for the phone call  that she was finally born come from the hospital just about turned me into a basket case.

 I could barely breathe while waiting for the cell phone to signal the alarm.

When my son-in-law finally sent a text message to me, there was a photo of my baby granddaughter attached.  

To say my heart nearly stopped is an understatement. Staring intently into the photo and seeing that little face for the first time made my heart race a million miles a minute.

My hubs and I stopped to get a bouquet of white and yellow roses and baby's breath for our daughter and then headed for the hospital.
I looked through the glass window of the nursery with tears in my eyes. 

That little rascal, my granddaughter, four hours old, was in a sitting position in the bassinet, with the nurse holding her, of course. 

My dear son-in-law sat next to the bassinet, too. He's been an exemplary papa from day one. Our daughter, too, has been a dedicated and loving mama-in-training. Now she's the real deal!

When we finally got back to the room, and it was my turn to hold the precious bundle, I thought I was going to die from joy.

I cradled her in my arms and guess what? She opened  her eyes, just a few hours old, mind you, and looked straight into my own eyes. It was as if she were thinking, "Okay, whose voice do you belong to?"

Being a grandparent is a totally awesome experience.  My heart feels like it's going to burst into a million pieces.

It's that filled with love for this tiny creature who was safe and secure inside her mommy just a few days ago.


Now, here she is, in perfect form. Tiny fingers and toes are all in order and a bow tie mouth is a replica of her papa. She seems to have her mama's nose.

To the proud parents, I say, "Thank you for letting me share this heart-stopping news with my blog peeps."

Even though I feel like it's time to go to high school French class, the truth is, I'm now a first time a grammie.

And I love it.

When I look into the eyes of my little granddaughter,  it's like looking into the face of God. 

ARE YOU A GRANDPARENT?  IF YES, DO YOU REMEMBER THE THRILL OF SEEING YOUR FIRST GRANDCHILD?