To watch your baby give birth is a surreal experience. I watched Jessica show a strength and courage during childbirth like I had never seen in her before because she had always been my baby. Watching TK being brought into this world was an out of body moment that took me back to Jessica's birth. I will admit I missed the best parts of childbirth as I writhed in pain, praying for it to be over. In watching TK struggle into life at the other end of things I was mesmerized and immediately fell in love. I had pushed with Jess and her husband while cheering TK on. My oldest was horrified and excited as she said "if this isn't an advertisement for birth control I don't know what is." I'm thinking she will wait a while longer before she gets pregnant.
I never thought I'd live to see my daughter's marry much less give birth. TK is my special gift that I hold dear. This weekend I had a sleepover at TK's house. My daughter put him in bed next to me after he was asleep. I tried to pull his foot out of my rib with a tickle in the morning but he awoke to find gramy beside him. He did a double take that turned into a smile of pure happiness. The bed head and his sweet sleep scent made my day as he climbed all over me like a jungle gym.
We went on walker rides, read, ate and had a fun time. My daughter made Greek kabobs with a pine nut orzo that was to die for. TK was such a charmer as he took my hand and patiently walked me into our next adventure of the day. His eye's are his mother's, blue with long lashes. It's like getting to love on your 22yr old daughter as child all over again but the cherry on top is the addition of TK. You can see the love in his eye's as he plays for the camera.