Catching up…

I am currently in Rhode Island, serving as lady-in-waiting to my brand new (and first!) grandson, Blake.

He was born last Wednesday night, 8# 4oz., a week overdue, but healthy and beautiful. Oh so beautiful!

Day 1 and Day 2 with Blake were a blur in the hospital.

Day 3… settling into home. I arrived, parents looked like they were shell-shocked.

Day 4…hard day with baby Blake. For my daughter (who amazes me with her patience and steadfast calm even though she is exhausted and seriously sleep deprived), every part of her body hurts. For my son-in-law (who is a fantastic, doting, thoroughly devoted dad)…he’s trying everything to help.

Day 5…magical day with baby Blake! Long naps, happy feedings, reasonable crying!    

Day 6…just got started but it’s looking good! My husband flies in tonight to meet his grandson. Fresh troops arrive!

It’s amazing how much work and wonder an 8 pound newborn creates! Such a miracle of God’s goodness…

Stay tuned! Will try to upload more pix as I get them. It’s surprisingly difficult to get pictures of a baby with his eyes open. Either he’s crying, eating, getting a diaper changed, or sleeping.

About Suzanne

Suzanne Woods Fisher writes bestselling, award winning fiction and non-fiction books about the Old Order Amish for Revell Books. Her interest in the Plain People began with her Old Order German Baptist grandfather, raised in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. Suzanne's app, Amish Wisdom, delivers a daily Amish proverb to your phone or iPad. She writes a bi-monthly column for Christian Post and Cooking & Such magazine. She lives with her family in California and raises puppies for Guide Dogs for the Blind. To Suzanne's way of thinking, you can't take life too seriously when a puppy is running through your house with someone's underwear in its mouth.

Comments

  1. Mocha with Linda says:

    Oh, I want to kiss that little baby foot! Enjoy your time! What a blessing to your daughter that you get to be there. I remember what a blur those first weeks were.

    And yeah, we couldn't figure out how one tiny baby less than 10 pounds could generate so much laundry and so much trash! LOL