“An Angel in the book of life wrote down my baby’s birth, and whispered as she closed the book, ‘too beautiful for Earth.'”
I guess Grace is an angel now. I’m new to the idea of God so I am not sure how I feel about the idea of angels and such. All I really know for sure is Jim tells me that he can feel her presence all around us. He says he can feel her tiny hands on his face as he drifts off to sleep.
Last night our newest nephew joined the family. Of course I cried so hard when Jim’s sister went into labor. It’s so fucking unfair, I want my baby and she gets hers.
When my inlaws called I told them to give us a call before heading over to the hospital today, just in case we want to go. I do want to see them but I am not sure how I will react. They have all been super supportive. If I go I will get to love on a newborn, but I will probably cry all over him too.
We went to see them and it was bittersweet. I cried a little at first, but it was good times. I love all of my inlaws, they are wonderful people. I even offered to babysit little Daniel sometime, after all we are fully equipped for a baby here in our home! Who knows, maybe we’ll get a chance.
What does family mean to me? It means loving each other and being supportive.