My mother, (Grandma Mari) and step-father (Grandpa Howie), came in for a weekend visit and got to meet Livia for the first time. I'm not sure who cried more, Livia or my mother, each for different reasons of course.On a more serious note, it is amazing watching those you love and who you've known your whole life holding your baby. There's something about the excitement in the air, the anticipation being satiated, and the cycle of life being renewed again that brings an even deeper depth of meaning to a new born. During the toughest part of the first month, when the baby is crying for apparantly no reason, when your eyelids are closing for lack of sleep, when your life has just been turned upside down, it is these moments that bring you back to yourself and remind you that the hard times are temporary, that you too once cried extemporaneously, and that there was no place safer than your parents arms to find comfort again. Comfort is having your parents with you when you hadn't realized that you needed them the most. That is the lesson we have learned again and again over the past month.
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wow, gotta say you sure have a very loving family. I've never seen so many visitors come and visit a newborn baby before. All for VERY good reason though, she is a lucky lucky girl!
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