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It's a Girl!

I just got off the phone with my daughter and son-in-love and am proud to announce that today at 3:30 p.m. Carrie gave birth to Susanna Jane, weighing in at 8 lbs. 5 oz. and she is 20.5 inches long. We are thrilled! Tom and I are so proud of Carrie and Robin for hanging in there and enduring the long painful labor over the last few days. We thank them for giving us our first grandbaby and we speak blessings over their little family. May God continue to pour wisdom into this little one and may baby Susanna follow after Him all the days of her life. We are grateful for all the prayer and support from our family and friends over the past months and weeks. Carrie sounded very tired, but oh so relieved! Robin leaves Wednsday, but Amy arrived safely in California just 20 minutes before the birth and is enjoying holding her new neice. Amy looks forward to helping with the new baby. Robin took a ton of pictures and I'll post her photo as soon as he sends me one! Over the weekend, Amy wrote an email to the family asking them to give her some pointers in this role of baby care, which she feels clueless. Our resourceful family never lets us down. Aunty Judy sent her 101 ways to care for baby, how to change a diaper, etc. Aunty Tammie’s email says “it’s simple, Amy. Babies sleep, poop, cry, eat…repeat. We are so grateful to God for giving us this new baby in our family. We have so much to learn from Susanna. She has taught us flexibility. Tom and I planned to visit California last Thursday for a few days, but baby wasn’t here yet! So Amy is with Carrie this week. When she flies back, I will fly out and when Tom and Amy drive out to get me at the end of the month, Amy will stay another week and by that time, the new daddy with return from the Sea duty to enjoy his new role of fatherhood.

I was sent some Grandma Humor. A grandmother was telling her little granddaughter what her own childhood was like: “We use to skate outside on a pond. I had a swing made from a tire; it hung from a tree in our front yard. We rode our pony. We picked wild raspberries in the woods. The little girl was wide-eyed, taking this in. At last she said, “I sure wish I’d gotten to know you sooner!”

In ending, I would like to ask God to bless our military and their families. Besides our son-in-law in the Navy, we have a nephew, Buddy, who is in the Marines. We ask God to watch over and bless all our troops for they are protecting us in this country and I honor them.

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  1. Your granddaughter is beautiful! she was born on my daughter's birthday. congratulations. that first grandbaby is such a joy. Of course they all are - but the "first" are always exciting, aren't they. I have visited Sedona. It is a beautiful place.

    Be blessed! and Go with God

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