I remember as a kid that summers seemed to last forever. Then it took forever for Christmas to come. I grew up, graduated, married and had 2 babies. Time from that point on seemed to go faster and faster. I thought that when my girls graduated from high school (or even college) time would slow back down a bit. Nope.
I swear it was just yesterday that Sherry said she was coming into town from Halifax, Nova Scotia. When I went to the airport to pick her up, it was Sarah that I saw first. What a great surprise! Both my girls!
They waited until the next morning to tell me what the real surprise was. Sherry handed me a present to open. It was a "Grandma Remembers" book. It's a wonder the whole world didn't hear me whooping and hollering.
For 8 months, time seemed to go a little slower as I waited for this baby. None of us knew the sex: we just had a Baby Z that we waited for. The due date of June 17 came and went. We suspected Sherry's water broke but the docs said no. (They were wrong.) Finally, the docs talked about a C-section. We went to the hospital in the wee hours of the morning on Friday, June 27, 2014. The doctors sent us home. Everyone but me laid down for a while. When Sherry woke up, I took one look at her and KNEW. Back to the hospital where time actually stood still most of the day. She was at a 2 all day.
At 7 pm, I went to get them something to eat and my instinct told me to pick up a copy of the newspaper. I was only gone for a half hour, and Sherry went from 2 to 8. Finally, the doctor came in a little after 9. He asked if there was a party; only 2 others were supposed to be in the room which would be the dad and the doula. Sarah and I weren't budging for anything. We glued ourselves to the wall in the perfect spot. We got to see my little angel, Helena Evelyn, come into the world at 9:24 pm. Sherry was handed her right away, belly down. After about 5 minutes Sherry asked what she had. They all assumed we knew. It didn't matter one way or the other to me anyway.
I was bound and determined to enjoy this little girl to the fullest and savor each day. Time sped up after that. I got to be there for her first tooth, her first steps, her first birthday and Christmas. Like a whirlwind, the second year had gone by. Guess what? The third year went even faster. This Tuesday, My Helena will be 3 years old. (Going on 20,) She is my joy. She tells me I'm her best friend forever. She takes her hands, puts them on my cheeks, and tells me how much she loves me. There's no better thing in life that a grandbaby's cuddles. Helena, always have fun. Always enjoy life. Don't be in a hurry to grow up. Remember that Grandma always loves you and will do anything for you. I love you more than all the stars in the sky. Only God knows how many there are.