Wednesday, March 09, 2011
My daughter had just come home from the hospital after having a C-section and was desperate for a shower. As a new gramma, I was thrilled to hold the baby. Her new rocker, however, has a cushioned covered stretched cloth seat and I was afraid I would rip the cloth. We ended up in my daughter's office chair sitting in front of a mirrored closet door. I was appalled at the reflection of this obese old lady holding this little miracle. I am renewed and want to fly kites, go sledding, take walks and just live a life of knowing this wonderful granddaughter (who by the way is the most gorgeous child in the world).