Part I: Pure Joy
It seems like the new year had just arrived and all too soon I was looking at foot surgery. Alfred and Alicia invited us to come visit for a weekend in February and we hopped at the chance knowing I would be laid up for quite some time and the opportunity to head their way would be out of the question for at least awhile.
We hit the road first thing in the morning on a Saturday. Our 3 hour trip was uneventful. Just before we were ready to exit off the highway to the kids neighborhood I got a text from Alicia asking us to let them know when we hit the exit. I didn't think anything about this since it was getting close to the lunch hour and I figured she was getting lunch going and maybe had something to put in the oven.
I sent her a text back just a few minutes later and before we knew it we were at their condo. We were excited to see them and they quickly ushered us inside and said that Jenna was on Skype so we could all chat. We sat down and started talking when out from the bedroom popped Beto and Lindsey yelling, "Surprise!" Huh? What in the world were they doing there?
I turned around and saw Lindsey holding a little photo of a sonogram and smiling from ear to ear as she told me I was going to be a grandma. We all hugged, cried, laughed and shared this precious moment together, even Jen was able to see the excitement on Skype.
The weekend was filled with lots of baby talk. We laughed about all the options for grandparent names. We all looked ahead to the fall when our first little one would arrive. I don't think I could have been happier in that moment.
Dave and I love babies! We both talked during the drive back to Michigan about how hard it would be to have our first grandchild in Texas. We talked about how excited we were and no matter what we would be in this child's life. We had a secret to keep for awhile, but it was fun and thrilling.
We had no idea what would lay in store for all of us just around the corner.
To be continued...