My definition of success is happiness, so therefore, I must be the most successful granmomma in the world. I certainly am a happy one! With grands who are 10, 7, 4, almost 3, 2, newborn, and one not even born yet, I am about as happy as a person can be! Our new little one is the calmest little one I've ever seen. I remember when our 2nd one was born, I told her doctor that I'd never seen a calmer baby when we took her for her 1 week checkup. The doctor was concerned! But there was no need for him to be worried, she was just a good little baby, who was happy, happy, happy. So, when this one came along, and she is even more calm than number 2, I wondered what the dr. would say. He, of course, said she is just a happy, well fed, good natured little one.
She got me good this morning. I had been holding her, and heard and felt through her diaper, a few little "toots", so I went to change her and found out that she wasn't finished. She just looked very pleased and proud of herself when she let go while granmomma was in the middle of the process of changing her.
Now, doesn't just prove that she is the smartest little one ever?!
I've gotten a little sewing going on here. First of all, I made a new cover for the changing table. I have a feeling this is going to be needed. I made a new cover for Lil' E's big girl chair. I am making an ice pack holder for the little one's car seat. When you live in the desert, that is a definite need! I've made one little day shirt and I'm getting ready to make a bubble suit for little one. I don't have my camera, though, so I haven't taken any pictures. My daughter is sending pictures to my computer so I can post some when I get home.
Back at home, my mom has had a terrible time while I've been gone. I don't think it would make a difference if I was there or not. My husband, cousins, and sister have all been going often to visit and to try to feed her. She's been very fretful, crying, screaming, and sleeping so soundly that she can't be awakened to be fed. I just pray for her to find some peace.
My brother seems to be doing better.
Thanks for all your words of congratulations and for your prayers and well wishes.
I am trying to keep up with your blogs, but there's little time for that when there are little ones with whom to cuddle.
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