I can’t keep it to myself any longer. I’m going to be a grandmother any time now. I must admit to getting a bit edgy this past weekend when I realized our West Coast weather headed east was expected to develop into a truly severe icy/snow storm. The storm’s path is through those Great Lakes states where my grandson is slated to make his grand entrance into this world.
Sunday, I texted my son and his wife a 'heads up' that "our storm is headed your way." I asked if they had a Plan B should this first child of theirs enter our world on a schedule coinciding with the storm’s arrival. I’ve been relieved to learn they’ve gone to the hospital birthing setting preparatory to the big event, which will likely be occurring soon – or could be happening now.
I’ll share the news when I learn of my grandson’s debut entering the scene in life’s great theatre’. Yeah, I know that reads a bit over the top, but if you could hear my voice speaking those words you’d know the grandeur is all exuberant fun reflecting my excited state.