I saw her seconds after she was born.
She is the firstborn of our firstborn. And emotions overwhelmed.
I was allowed to stay in the room to capture it in digital memory with strict instructions I would not coach during those final moments of pregnancy. Watching the parents-to-be through my zoom lens from across the room was enough for me.
She’s perfect.
Yes, I cried.
Yikes! I’m a grandma.
Beautiful just beautiful. I felt this way too when I was allowed to stay for the birth of my 2 grandchildren. Such a miracle and a gift.
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I was with my daughter when she had her firstborn and her thirdborn. I filled in for pop with the first, because he was supposed to be her coach with her breathing, but was overwhelmed and overcome by the process. What an unbelievable thrill!
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