Well, Hello There! Firstly, Thank you so much for all the kind and caring emails during my long absence!
What an encouragement ya' all are! Secondly, I have had a serious extended illness since July that has really,
really been a difficult thing to live with and get anything beyond
getting dressed each day a possibility.
But, Praise the Lord,
I am back to feeling well, and so very, very grateful to have energy, vitality,
and reasonably good health.
So, to catch up, everything has gone along fairly well, regardless.
The children and my dear husband have picked up where I left off,
doing the cleaning, cooking, laundry and anything else necessary to keep the household functioning. Meanwhile, I was posted in a comfy chair only able to give encouragement and counsel.
They did a remarkable job but are very glad to have mama back in the kitchen,
taking walks, able to be out and about and physically functional!
And my, have they grown in the last 6 months!
Jim passed me up…
So there we were,
3/4 of our journey competed....500 miles yet to go
on our trip to New Mexico to see our daughter and son in law and forth coming baby,
when, 5:00 in the morning, we got a call....yes, Anna was in labor!
Straightaway we hopped in the suburban and drove, drove, drove.....
arriving 40 minutes after the newest grand baby was born!
I was allowed into the birthing room right away to meet this newest blessing,
help wash her, measure her, and cut the cord.
Scott was perfectly at ease with the sweet little bundle,
...I was impressed.
made her way safely into the world that Monday,
surprising us all at 8 lbs 2 oz
and having plenty of dark hair, which was a great relief and delight to her mama.
Needless to say, we all fell completely head over heels for this little girl. Oh, My!! What a darling!!!
I cannot possibly look upon these pictures without a little squeal escaping-
she is SO PRECIOUS!!!
With eyes of wonder,
all of the family stared and stared …
Faintly I hear the pitter patter of little feet getting closer, closer...
...I strain to attain some sort of consciousness out of the deep, wonderful, life giving,
(did I say wonderful?) slumber of the night.
Then there she is. My eyes will not open, try as I might.
Her eyelashes brush my cheek and suddenly she is kissing me, hugging me,
like an over friendly cat that wants to be petted.
It is 6:09...
I finally get one eye partially open.
This is my life, and I adore it...most of the time.
Olivia is 3, and very lovey-dovey, in the morning, especially.
So, while I try to attain vision and coherence, she reads to me "Blueberries for Sal"
in typical 3 yr old fashion. I should have video taped it.
The inside thermometer reads 61, so Olivia and I head downstairs to start a fire.
After a few cups of coffee, I am finally fully awake.
The other 6 children start getting up, and I head to the kitchen to make Wednesday breakfast;