ON BECOMING A GRANDMOTHER AGAIN . . .

[JCEberhart]

. . . It is with deepest fondness and warmth that I recall the first moment I saw my own two babies for the very first time and my heart still skips a beat with excitement after all these years. .. What I never anticipated were the intense feelings of joy and elation I would experience upon first laying eyes upon my two grandchildren. Truly one of the most awesome experiences of my life. ..

During my daughter's pregnancies, I clearly recall wondering just how I would feel once those two little munchkins would enter the world. (Brave little souls.) I can even recall asking myself the question, "Oh my gosh, what if I don't feel love for them?" .. Then, the day came when my infant granddaughter entered the world. In retrospect, I have to chuckle to myself as I recall, "Noisy little thing she was!" .. ha ha As I walked toward my daughter's hospital room I could hear this little baby crying. Suddenly, it was as though everything began to move in slow motion as I entered the room where mother, father and child were. Here, before me, lying helplessly on this small table with nurses wiping, adding ointment to her skin and eyes, poking and prodding her, was this beautiful, tiny, baby girl. I will never forget how those beautiful blue eyes immediately locked with mine as I began speaking in soothing voicetones to her trying to reassure her that everything was going to be alright. Needless to say, the nurse had to ask me to stop soothing her "because she needs to cry to clear out her lungs!" Heartless woman, I thought silently to myself. I kept talking to her and those incredibly gorgeous eyes followed my every move. It was love at first sight. Every bit as powerful as any love I'd felt for my own two at their births.

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