This week’s Spin Cycle topic was Thankful. Who, or what we are thankful for. A few days ago, I wrote that my three sons are always what I am most thankful for. After that, I am thankful for my marriage to my second husband.
This past year I became a grandmother, which adds a whole new deminsion to life. When it comes to being thankful, grand babies are in a whole other category, y’all.
Last Wednesday was especially poignant because it was my nine year wedding anniversary and that morning, my oldest son called to tell me that his wife, who had been in the hospital with pre eclampsia for six days, was being induced .
We rushed to the hospital, sure that our anniversary was also going to be our grandson’s birthday. But I guess it was not meant to be. Even though Erika exhibited the strength and patience of a true heroine, the doctors made the painful decision late Thursday night to do a Ceasarian Section. And so, at 11:04 pm, on Thanksgiving Day, we had a Thanksgiving baby.
I know I’m coming in a bit late for the Spin Cycle, but I wanted to share this wonderful news.
This is my son and my new granddaughter, just a few weeks old. It was hard to choose just one picture for the I heart Faces challenge this week. I finally settled on this one, because of the wistful look in his eyes.
I Heart Faces is a photography sharing forum that focuses on the art of capturing faces and their various emotions. Each week, people from across the world enter their favorite face photos. This week’s category for the contest is “Contemplative.”
Click on the button to check out lots of other faces, or to enter a photo of your own.
This photo is for Wordless Wednesday, normally hosted by Dixie over at French Lique, Texas. But Dixie is real busy tendin’ to her okra (how southern, is that, y’all?), so her blog is being hosted for a while by Heather at Simply Joyful Photos. The theme for this week is “Blogger’s Choice”.
Check out more Wordless Wednesday photos here.
The tiny hand of my grand daughter. I wonder what mysteries her life line reveals. This picture reminds me of the words to a song. A song about another baby who was born to young parents, in poor times, without any doctors around.
“His mother smiles down as he lies sleeping in the straw.
As weather beaten shepherds stare at him in awe.
And all around the sleeping cattle nod.
Come and see the five little fingers of God.”
This picture is for Macro Monday.
For Macro Monday, you take a close up picture that you think is blog-worthy, post it, and link back to Macro Monday so everyone can visit everyone! (That’s southeren-eese for leave each other comments, if you know what’s good for ya.)
It’s Watery Wednesday and I’m makin’ some water, in the form of tears. A lot of things make me cry. Sad movies, like My Dog Skip or Charlotte’s Web. Heck, even sad commercials get me. I cry at weddings and funerals and when my boys give me sappy Mother’s Day cards. I cry when I get mad, or frustrated and (I hate this) when I make mistakes at work. I even cried when I was watching Shamu the Whale at Sea World. Don’t ask me why, it just got to me, OK?
But this right here is one of the best things I’ve ever cried over. My grand daughter, Freya. This is a picture of me holding her for the first time. I thought I could get through it without crying. But then I had to go and try to say, “Hi sweetie, it’s your Grandma Ginger.”
Oh shoot. I just made myself cry again, y’all.
Watery Wednesday is hosted by 2sweetnsaxy at Eyes, Mind and Heart. It’s so easy, even cavemen and southern grandmas can do it! Just post a photo, on Wednesday, y’all, of something with water in it. Then link back to Watery Wednesday so other folks can enjoy your photo! That’s all ya gotta do, I swaunee.