The past week has been so hectic I had to bow out of cyberspace for a bit. I did check up on the goings-on in the world, just enough to be aware of what and who.
It started with the computer crash and eventual purchase of this amazing iMac thing that I have yet to master. There hasn’t been enough time.
Then all the excitement happened with the countdown to the due date. Son #1 and Gorgeous were in the wedding party of her best friend and maid-of-honor. In the Greek Orthodox church we really don’t do best man and maid of honor. These similar roles are very important and called the koumbari.
The koumbari (plural of the female koumbara, or male koumbaros) help to unite the new couple in their marriage in the church ceremony, and usually later baptize the first child. They become close members of the family. So when countdown to due date time came, we weren’t sure if we would make it past the Sunday wedding, to the Friday due date. That’s some heavy lifting, being koumbari!
Gorgeous was nine months pregnant and, well, gorgeous for expecting any day. They participated in the ceremony, danced at the reception, and handed out the favors with flying colors.
By Tuesday our first grandchild came into the world, quick and easy! She was calm, quiet and the most alert I had ever seen a newborn be. Both Son #1 and Gorgeous beamed with happiness.
Most of our family was at the hospital to welcome her! The nurses had put the baby’s footprints on Son #1’s forearm and he greeted us in the waiting room with his arm extended. How cool was that?
This baby looks a little like my sons when they were born, but maybe all grandparents think the same thing. She has parts of both her parents in her face, dark hair and lovely olive skin. That’s my kind of look!
We helped bring her home on Thursday afternoon. A little jaundice over the weekend kept us on our toes, but that should be over now.
On with life! Oh, and she’s named after me. What a “gift” she is. Amazing.