I had the extreme privilege of accompanying our daughter to one of her doctor appointments last week. She’s just finishing up her 28th week of pregnancy.
Samantha was having an ultrasound done to get some better pictures of the baby’s heart. At the ultrasound she had done at the 20 week timeframe, our stubborn little granddaughter decided to position herself in a way that prohibited the technician from getting a good look.
To my complete amazement, the technician placed the gel-coated probe on Sam’s belly and within seconds we saw the most wonderful images! I saw our granddaughter- her face- her little arms. I heard her swooshing little heartbeat. It’s such a miracle and I’m completely overwhelmed by the greatness of God.
A couple of weeks ago, our son’s girlfriend, Kaitlyn, showed us photos of a relative’s baby girl who was born early- at 28 weeks. WOW! This little baby was completely formed and beautiful. She had hair and sweet little fingers. Those pictures made it real for us all of a sudden.
Our granddaughter isn’t just a mass of combining cells, forming in our daughter’s body…she’s a miniature human being, miraculously formed, right now.
David and I have fallen in love with her already and we anxiously await her arrival in late August.
I’m even contemplating turning one of our guest rooms into a playroom. Plans and preparations are being made for this little girl who has stolen our hearts.
A few weeks ago, David and I went out to Colorado for a couple weeks to work at Wind River Ranch. A group from our church came out for a week to help. Our daughter, Sam, was a part of this group. While we were out in Estes Park, our son-in-law, Rudy, our son, Nathan and his girlfriend, worked tirelessly to finish painting the baby nursery, move the furniture in, put the crib together and decorate the room so they could surprise Sam when she got back home. What an act of love.
I pray for this little girl all the time. I pray for the pregnancy to continue to go well, without complications. I pray that she will be healthy. I pray that I get the chance to watch her grow up, and that she’ll know and love the Lord. I wonder if she’ll have dark hair or blue eyes. I wonder if she’ll love the outdoors or if she’ll love to sing. Will she be short or tall? Will she be a girlie-girl or a tomboy? Will she have a sense of adventure or be timid? There’s so many possibilities and I just can’t wait to finally meet her!
If you’re a grandma, please share some words of wisdom with me as I get ready to become a member of your distinguished club.
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