Tuesday, February 8, 2011

A dream...

I awoke this morning to the sound of Marks alarm...
I had slept through mine. 
I put on my robe and made my way through the dark hall and down the stairs.
  A blanket of fresh snow covered the yard and seemed to glow in the predawn light.

This night time snowfall was no surprise as we had driven home from the airport in it last night.
I went about my morning on autopilot and for a moment it seemed as though the last 10 days were only a dream. The lingering images of a sweet and wonderful experience that I didn't want to end. 

When Amy picked me up from the airport on Friday, January 28, she was having contractions...
Wow! what perfect timing we thought. But, they soon stopped and we resigned ourselves to the fact that the baby would not be coming tonight.

Saturday was cold and rainy.
I watched and learned Ruby's routine, sent Jordan and Amy out to dinner
and spent countless hours in the magical world of a toddler about to turn three. 

Sunday morning about 5:30 Amy quietly went into the kitchen to get a drink and then back to her room. Around 7:00 she came out again and told me they were going to the hospital.
It was January 30, her due date.

Peter Bevan Wright 
was born around 11:15am.
7 lbs. 3 oz 
19 1/2 inches
That afternoon Ruby met her new brother...
and I met my first grandson.

The time that followed is a glorious blur. Sleepy morning smiles, playing in the bath, reading books, singing songs, playing in the dark, chasing and being chased, running in the grass, racing down slides, watching the expressions of a sweet newborn, fixing meals, talking with my sweet daughter and her hubby about the experiences they were in the middle of and were yet to come.

But especially at night, I missed my companion and family I had left behind and knew this daydream would soon be ending...
and my heart ached in both directions.
Missing home and knowing I would miss this sweet family too.

It feels good to be home, even with the snow... 
but I wonder if Ruby got up this morning and wondered where I was...

4 comments:

Tracy said...

Your babies are absolutely beautiful! And I love how perfectly you capture the sweetness and bittersweetness of our emotions. :) Hugs!

Amy said...

She did, Mom. She asks about every 20 minutes where you are. You are definitely missed! We love you and I am sure we will be skyping soon.

Celisa said...

I'm glad that you all got home safely. Thanks for being such an awesome mother-in-law and grandma!

Christie said...

ISN'T HE just delightful! Does he have beautiful reddish hair? Lucky, lucky mom and grandma.