Please Help yourself to a cuppa and a Pecan Sandie cookie…
Some time ago, I shared some thoughts about my children. I quoted a saying that was often used by my Mom and Mrs. Casey: “Everyone thinks their ducks are swans.” Well, that was then and this is now.
When I married, I loved my husband, completely. I was sure that I discovered an exclusive love, a one and only. Eleven months later, our son was born. Yeah, this was the “take a bullet for you” kind of love. My one and only love became my two and only loves. Then our daughter was born – our beautiful baby girl. My capacity for love was exponential. Amazing. Then, our baby boy – the last of our family. Surely, my heart would explode.
The phone rings at 8:30 a.m. on February 26th – “Hey Mom, whatta ya doin?” Going to get my haircut. “You may want to swing by Lutheran General when you’re done. Bridge’s pains are 4 min. a part.” What? Oh my God, how did this happen so fast? Not the pregnancy; him growing up, being a husband; my gray hair; his maturity; my forgetfulness; the increasing calm in our house; the independence, but the holy sh– I am going to be someone’s grandmother.
We hunkered down in the waiting room. Father-to-be comes out to say things are starting to move along. He takes a 10 min. break – watches some basketball, has a snack and disappears through the automatic doors. At 4:30 p.m. the doors swing open and now the son/husband/father emerges – it’s a girl 6 lbs. 14 oz., 18 ½ inches long – Maeve Charlotte! By the smile on his face, there is no doubt a true Swan has been born, and no doubt that he and his wife have just discovered the “take a bullet for her” kind of love.
I am smitten. This perfect little peanut who has her mom’s beautiful hands and her dad’s feet, has shown me how little I knew about love. She hasn’t spoken a word but I can say with absolute surety that she will be kind; strong; smart; a good cook; independent; sensible; spiritual; caring; funny; kind; graceful; athletic; hard working; compassionate; charming; and will possess a huge capacity for love. Yes, we are silling people, having droned on for years without the wonder or magic that shook our worlds on 02/26/2011. Every day since has been pure joy, filled with a blossoming miracle named Maeve.
Julianne P. Joyce
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