I mentioned yesterday that Saturday was a very emotional day, processing all that had happened the day/night before. Saturday night I actually got some sleep, praise the Lord! Sunday morning I woke up and got ready to celebrate the graduation of the girls from our Childbirth & Beyond class. We had an awesome potluck luncheon/baby shower for them and afterward, I had a slew of gifts to take to the girl who had given birth in the wee hours of Saturday morning. We weren't planning on heading up there until she was home from the hospital, but I told Allan I needed my baby fix. We loaded up the Blazer and started the hour drive up to the hospital.
On the way, Violet kept saying, "I don't WANT to see a baby!" So I appeased her by saying, "You don't have to *look* at him, but we're going to give him these presents." We went through this exchange several more times, her letting it be known that she did NOT want to see any baby and me assuring her she did not have to look if she didn't want to.
When we finally got to the hospital, we all loaded ourselves down with gifts and headed up to her recovery room. I honestly felt like a new grandmother, I was so proud of that sweet baby and his mommy. I got to hold him and take a picture with him and we only stayed about 15 minutes, but it was a wonderful time. While we were there, GraceAnne and Corbin made no bones about their love for the baby. GraceAnne begged to hold him and Corbin looked on reverently, pointing and asking daddy, "BAY-BEE?" I noticed Violet peeking from the corner of her eye, but mostly she stayed hidden near the doorway.
As we left, I smiled proudly to Allan and said, "ISN'T HE CUUUUUTE!?" And Allan confirmed, "yes, he *is* pretty cute!" GraceAnne went on and on about how sweet he was and how she wished she could hold him and Violet stayed quiet until everyone else shut up for a minute. Then she piped up with,
"Mommy?"
"Yes, Violet?"
"I seed that baby."
"Oh, yeah? What did you think?"
"I liked it. I like that baby."
"oh good! I like that baby, too. Do you think we should get us a baby?"
Her eyes got real wide and she shook her head vehemently, "YES! I NEED MORE KERBINS!"
Kerbin=Corbin in Violet speak. My precious, precious girl.
We got all the way back to town when my car died in the middle of the road. Who knows why it waited to die there, but it did. Turns out it was the fuel pump. I promise you I didn't even care. The car can burn...tow it off a cliff...I got to see my baby and confirmed that even my children's hearts are bent toward growing our family. <3
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