It’s been a long time since I’ve been under the kind of stress I’ve endured for the past four months and looking back I’m not even sure if I’ve ever been under such stress. And though I know there will be an end to it at some point it sometimes is hard to imagine that until all of a sudden something happens and then you know there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
Twenty five years ago I carried my granddaughter Bubbles (also known as Katie) everywhere in a papoose come rain or shine and today she sent me the scan photos of the child she is carrying who will arrive and grace our family in February. I’ve always seemed to have a knack at guessing the gender of an unborn; I was right with all of my children and grandchildren. Some months ago I decreed that my Great-Grandchild would be a girl even though everyone else in the family insisted it would be a boy.
Today I was thrilled to receive these scan photos of my beautiful little grandchild who is very much the light at the end of my tunnel; and I can barely wait to to go walk about with said child in the brand new papoose my daughter has bought for me. No doubt I will need to once again practice putting bobbles in the hair as I did for both my daughter and my granddaughter although in my wildest dreams I never imagined I’d be doing that for my great-granddaughter too! I am the most blessed of men with no words to describe the excitement I feel as I look forward to meeting Olivia. My little lovely great-granddaughter Olivia X