Whew…feels like I’m trying to catch my breath. Maybe, it’s
all that coffee.
Or…
Friday, at my friend’s Memorial Service, I stood behind a
pulpit—something I thought I’d never do again.
Three grandkids spent the weekend, that’s always a
whirlwind or two.
Saturday I went sailing. Now, that was breathtaking.
Sunday my daughter went into the hospital and it was a
hold-your-breath-day waiting for the call that her son had come…he finally did
at 12:34 this morning. (3.16.15)
Do you wanna say, ‘hi’?
Okay… let me introduce 6lb. 9oz. Mr. Stefan William Gronewold.
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At first he didn't cry and needed a breathing tube, but now, all is well.
Mommy and daddy are exhausted, (mostly mommy).
We won't be able to see him for another month or so...hope I can hold my breath that long.
Thanks for your prayers and for stopping by.
2 comments:
Kinda looks like his granddad. Congratulations, Doug, to you and your family!
congratulations this is a handsome little baby. I am happy for the grandparents and mommy and daddy
lots of hugs coming from this side of the country
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