No Such Thing As Too Much Sugar

So it's been a minute. Where were we? Oh yeah, we were waiting on a baby and she's here! 

Our fifth grandchild was born a little over a week ago, a precious little girl who already has us completely wrapped around her teeny tiny perfectly formed fingers. 

You might think number five would be no big deal, but I'm here to tell you every single birth is a very big deal, every birth an actual miracle. It's amazing to look at the 11-week ultrasound snapshot hanging on my daughter's frig and recognize the beautiful baby I'm holding in my arms is that same girl. 

I drove over to my daughter's house early (in fact, almost three weeks early) because the doctor was convinced this little girl was in a hurry. Turns out she really wasn't, but I don't mind. It was nice having some time with my own baby girl and it calmed nerves knowing I was in the house should she have to go to the hospital in the middle of the night. 

She did not, but! she was able to get her haircut, see the dentist, and have a pedicure without her toddler in tow. These are all things that going forward will require a lot more planning and likely be far less relaxing, at least for a while. 

To everything there is a season. 

My granddaughter's momma (aka Daughter2) was not big on sleep when she was a baby and hubs and I spent many a dinner hour with her wailing (and possibly me too on occasion). But you know what? We laugh about that now. It was just a part of who she was and who she is...a girl who knows her mind, who lives large, and who loves her momma. 

I look at my girl now, married woman and mom of two, and I remember her sweetness. I remember her spunk and her joie de vivre, but the night after night of interrupted sleep? The days where it seemed like bedtime would never get there??? Well those moments not so much.  

Which I know is not a great comfort when you're in the thick of it, but true nonetheless. Being with my daughter and her newborn baby girl and her 20-month old little man whose world has been rocked a little,  it comes back to me how absolutely exhausting those early years of parenting are.

And how absolutely wonderful too.