There are days. There are some bad days. Then there are the incredible days. Yesterday, the birth day of our third grandchild, Greyson, is one of those incredible days. Today, we did not watch a miracle unfold as we did yesterday. But it was still an incredible day. To be present, to watch my grandchildren meet their sibling for the first time, to watch how my son and his loving wife orchestrated the first moment of that first meeting, was so moving, so profound, so special. It was another incredible day. I shed a few private tears of devout thankfulness yesterday. Today, the tears flowed publicly with thankfulness, pride and admiration.
Cailyn is on the mend. She looked much more vital today. She is so strong, such a trooper, and such a loving mother. Still, she is recovering from the C section and Nathan had to take on the role of the orchestrator today.
We knew the Gkids were approaching and Nathan swaddled Greyson and laid him in the middle of the bed. He met the Gkids at the door as they were delivered to the hospital by Alton and Marti Ann, Cailyn's parents. The Gkids had one thing on their mind. They wanted to see Mom and the baby. What unfolded was pure love, familial interaction at the deepest level. What Jane and Jensen communicated through their actions were, "Hey, this is my brother. I want to get to know this guy. It is going to be different but I want to let him know right now, I love this guy. And, Mom, I love you. How are you? I miss you."
There are moments in our lives that we hopefully never forget. That one hour today is one of those times. The rest I cannot describe. There are many pictures. Here are a few:
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| Such a loving mom and such a strong lady. |
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| swaddling as the sibs arrive |
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| Hi Dad, were's the baby and my mom? |
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| I'm on a mission. Where's Mom? Where's the baby? |
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| This is Greyson and he is a boy. |
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| Hey, bro |
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| Are you sure he is a brother? I wanted a sister. |
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| If we are going to share a bedroom, I want you to stop this crying stuff. |
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| proud Grandmas |
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