There is a static rush of energy when a new being comes into the world. The air is charged, the room glows, molecules seem to rearrange themselves to make a place for the arrival. Everyone laughs. Everyone cries. Everyone’s heart feels as if it could easily shatter from an overabundance of elation and joy. There is a bit of magic present – an angel has appeared. When you hold them sleeping against your heart you can feel their aura, like a baby-drug that seeps right inside you to touch and calm your soul.
Twice now I have been blessed with the incredible gift of being present for the birth of a grandchild; each event as different as the births of my own two children were different – each as miraculous in their own way. Each as precious and marvelous and fragile as new love.
Welcome, little boy.
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Love, Love!
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Love love love!!!!
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What a wonderful post! Congratulations Grandma! ox
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In this family I am a “Mema”. Thank you!
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Congratulations – I am so very happy for you.
And a bit jealous.
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Your time will come!
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Congratulations to Mema and family. Blessings to you all!!
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Thank you!
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Wonderful post, you are blessed. My babies are getting older now, and I am on my way to see them Saturday….my two little angel girls, Madeleine and Aubrey. I’m just Gramma.
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Yes, it is lovely.
You know, I have deliberately avoided writing much about my children or grandchildren….partly because I don’t like putting it out there about the kids and partly because I don’t want to be “one of those” obsessed grandparents with the flip book photos….you know the kind! But I was just so….overwhelmed with it all….just wanted to share the wonder…enjoy your visit!
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