Wednesday, September 08, 2010

A little maudlin today

I'm meeting DIL in a bit for lunch. She is already having some pretty severe contractions, but her OB isn't too worried. Her next appointment with the OB is Friday, so we will see if she things anything is happening. The contractions aren't regular, but they are strong. She did this with Wiggle Worm as well.

Speaking of that little devil. I am really looking forward to spending some time with him without the circus environment that usually accompanies out family gatherings. Even then, when I catch his eye, I will get a sly little grin when our eyes meet.

They had chosen the name way before he was born. They kept telling us that we had been told the name, but they weren't telling names again as the birth neared. It drove me completely nuts. I like to know what is happening, and how it is going to happen.

With that first pregnancy., we were not told the sex. They didn't want to know. As I said the name wasn't repeated. I think they were as excited to reveal the name after birth as I was to hear. They had named him after my dad. His first name was Frank, but they thought that was "too old" sounding, and I have to agree. You really don't hear kids named Frank much today - at least not in this part of the country. So they used the middle and last name as his first and middle names. I felt honored.

I am not superstitious. I need to say that right up front. But I could swear that little must be Daddy reincarnated. He has that same little twinkle in his eye, and that smile is just like Daddy. But then my son looks like Grandpa Frank's clone. Even his handwriting is similar to Dad's.
That sends me down another rat hole - that's how my brain works these days. I have noticed that G"s as well as his brother's handwriting really resembles their Dad's. Ok - just a little diversion here.

I am looking forward to spending time with WW, although his mom just told me he is in a finicky mood. Perhaps he will get over that before we meet. Just as long as he gives me that look and smile!

Peace be with you

1 comment:

Susan Adcox said...

Interesting thoughts. I have seven grandchildren, and the parents chose not to learn the sex of six of those children. When my daughter and her husband did choose to know the sex of their third child--they already had a boy and a girl--they were sorry later. I think knowing the sex beforehand takes away one of the great thrills of birth. But I know that we're in the minority these days.