Showing posts with label Grandchildren. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grandchildren. Show all posts

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Hi. So I've been taking a little break from Facebook for neurotic reasons, but I think I'll pick up my beloved quill pen and set to work at the old blog annals for a moment or so. I could hardly remember how to sign in.

Catching up:

-Still grandma-ing, three days a week, in my stretchy "grandma-ing pants," otherwise known as "yoga pants" or "yogurt pants," because my girl, JRoo, sneaks yogurt onto me which I notice later when I'm in public, of course.

-Still running. Have a goal of 500 miles in 2014. I'm half-way there, so a bit behind, but I'm not giving up.

-Embarking on new adventures in eating gluten-free and eating all-around healthier. Mainstay is a big old honkin' protein smoothie each day.

-Still daughter-ing my mom the two days of the week when I don't have JRoo. Mom has been a widow for a full year now. Mostly we talk about bodily functions. (Hers.) We also go to the doctor, the Walmart and the hairdresser.

-Sent my youngest back to college to begin her last year.

-Waxing nostalgic daily as evidenced my pinning vintage 1970s everything on Pinterest, even hair yarn and Liddle Kiddles. It's a midlife crisis.

-Reading East of Eden by Steinbeck.

-Hanging onto summer as long as I possibly can.

What were the things I used to blog about?
TV shows (American Idol, Lost) -- Current favorites: "Mr. Selfridge," "Downton," "The Voice," and my guilty pleasures, "Celebrity Apprentice" and "The Talk."
My kids, parents and dog (Still have the same ones.)
Walmart (I'd like to see the study that shows how much of our lives we spend there, like they tell you about sleeping.)
And my standby: "I Know You Think I Make This Stuff Up," posts about weird experiences, like falling one year ago today and breaking my arm because I thought a creepy man was after me while I was running. [Insert eye roll.]

Yep, this is it, the Seinfeldian blog about nothing--2nd Cup of Coffee.









Thursday, March 07, 2013

When a Granddaughter is Born




These are the notes I took on my phone when Josie was born.




Katie said she felt stunned when Josie opened her eyes. What a moment--the first time you look into your child's eyes! And I have to say, Josie does have some gorgeous eyes. (Did you think I could just leave that moment be without a grandma comment?)


Katie's first words after Josie was born were, "I can't believe this just happened!"

The way I knew that Josie had finally come was that Shad sent this pic to our phones as we were in the waiting area. I said, "She's here!" and jumped up. So this photo of Katie holding Josie is my first look at my granddaughter.

Right after Josie was born, Katie told Shad to feel how soft Josie was.

Shad didn't get to hold her right away because the hospital facilitates a "golden hour" wherein mom and baby snuggle and nurse. He came out and said because he hadn't held her yet, he felt like he was "dying a little."


Katie remarked several times about how Josie puts her hands on/near her own face all of the time. She continued to do that at home.

While they were in the hospital, and just Shad and Katie were in the room, Shad danced with Josie to, "Why Don't We Just Dance?" by Josh Turner.

In the hospital, while Shad was holding Josie, I said, "She's going to be your whole world for a while," referring to their getting acquainted with Josie and all of the transitions that would lie ahead, and he looked down at her and said, "She IS my whole world now."

And here is my first-born, holding her first-born. 
O happy day, January 23, 2013.