Today was planned as a post about leather jackets. Or perhaps “5 Trends To Try Now.” But I draft the blog posts on Sunday, and this particular Sunday guess what happened?
The families are over the moon.
I spent yesterday in the hospital. Mom, dad, and baby are all doing well. And I so thoroughly enjoyed my tour as Slightly Annoying But Helpful Village Elder I can’t tell you. Compensates for incipient jowls, protesting knees, and vocabulary decline, it does. After all, I’m pretty sure I know this baby business.
Don’t get me wrong. I haven’t been mother to a baby in 22 years. And child-rearing practices change. But muscle memory stands one in good stead, and somehow holding an infant recalls all sorts of events and knowledge. Most of all it feels wonderful to know this:
A project which begins with the universe ripping open its fabric to deliver life, becomes doable, even comfortable, over time.
How wonderful to construct something as complex as a human out of warm feet, a supported head, and patience for sucking. Congratulations Mr. P. and Ms. A! We are so very happy to have Mr. B. join the family and the world.