Wednesday afternoon, a post was made on Facebook by our daughter-in-love which said Sophia would be born Friday.
Wednesday was her due date – and her OB/GYN appointment.
Her announcement of Sophia’s birth two days hence caused me to wonder if she (or, perhaps her doctor) is psychic. 😉
My guess, as I type this Thursday morning, is that the doctor decided to schedule Sophia’s appearance for Friday – convenient for Mom and for Doctor, and in Sophia’s best interest.
Hubby asked me yesterday how I feel about becoming a grandmother. I shrugged my shoulders and told him I don’t really feel anything – yet.
If all goes according to plan, by my next post, I will have a new title and my world will have flipped upside down. And, I will have become one of those crazy women who carries a mini photo album in her large purse filled with pictures of her grandchild, toys, wipes and tissues – and the occasional Cheerio.
(Post Script) It’s Friday morning, 6:33. A quick check reveals a Facebook update posted an hour ago from Son stating “And here…we…go.” Labor was to be induced at 5 a.m. I’m assuming the process has started and all is going well. In a couple of hours, Hubby and I will head to the hospital to await the arrival of Sophia Marie. Ask me how I feel right now. 🙂 There are no words to describe it.