Since I had some leftover "useful bits" of fussy-cut flowers and a die cut laying around, I thought I would put them together for my granddaughter's birthday card. It boggles my mind that she is nineteen years old today. Holy carp, time sure does fly!
I remember the day she came into the world like it was yesterday. Her mom and dad were staying with us, and my son came in and woke me up to say she was having contractions. It was five weeks before the due date, and outwardly I seemed calm, but inside I was freaking "It's too early, it's too early!" So I calmly told them they might want to go to the hospital and have things checked out.
Well, little Taylor decided she just HAD to make her appearance that day, despite us wanting her to stay in her mommy's tummy a bit longer. She weighed just over 5 pounds, but was healthy, thank goodness! I had never held a baby that tiny before, since my babies were over 8 and 9 pounds at birth. But it was definitely love at first sight, the moment I laid eyes on her. You might think you can never love a child as much as you love your own, but that changes when you have a grandchild!