Aria is three months old today!~♥
I’ve been busy washing and folding clothes.
Being a Nana that is covering her son and his little family with love and support♥
Samantha, my daughter in love said to me yesterday, ‘you love doing this don’t you?”
I’ve always loved washing baby clothes♥
Folding, holding it close to my heart and giving God praise for the blessing that fits into these little clothes.
Today I’ve been also crying as I’ve folded these clothes.
Tears of joy, and also tears of sadness.
When our babies are born, there is joy, there is jubilation and our precious one begins their life with us as a family.
That is for the majority of us.
Than there are those that,sometimes before birth or after, they know things will be different.
We have joy, we have jubilation over the birth of this child, and we have ‘how do we become a family to meet the needs of this child who has challenges, and obstacles that they must face for the rest of their lives?
We don’t get to take them home within a few days. Some are unable to even hold this precious child. Tests upon tests, procedures upon procedures are done to give this precious child the opportunity to survive.
Each day can be a fight for their very breath. Each and every day they inspire those around them to rise up to the challenge and live a victorious life.
I have not been able to old my precious grand baby yet (maybe today???….♥), I have not been able to take her for a walk in the buggy. My goodness gracious, she had her very first walk in the buggy outside with her Mommy and Daddy yesterday. YAHOOOO♥ What joy♥ She still has hasn’t had a bath, just sponge baths. I’m prepared though for when that time comes. Spider man hooded towel and bath tub at Nana’s waiting for that day♥
Things are so different. Not what we expected. No easy pregnancy, delivery and homecoming.
My goodness gracious, Aria’s first homecoming was absolutely heart wrenching, fearful and filled with worry. Those 24 hours of her coming home was hell for all three of this little family. The next day, we drove her and her mommy back to McMaster Children’s Hospital where for 10 hours later in the ER they admitted her back to NICU where Samantha and Aria stayed for three more weeks.
Things may be different for us but oh the JOY in having this wee one in our lives.
I’ve already told her that she is the strongest person I’ve ever met in my entire life.
Now I’m off to drop off the clothes and sing Happy Birthday to Aria…♥