I have a new granddaughter! Formerly known as Lil’ Sis, Miss Em arrived on Thursday, much to her parents’ delight, as well as the rest of us. My daughter had been experiencing vision issues, and while an induction had been planned for this weekend, docs decided there was no need to wait. I was hanging out with Little Miss while her mum was being checked out for the vision problem, then suddenly our clan was looking at a new member’s imminent arrival! It’s one thing to sort of being prepared for a new baby, but when an induction is considered, adults assume that infant will land on our schedules.
Ha ha ha! Miss Em has shown what happens when one’s assumes….
However, she’s a relatively placid girl, beloved by all, especially her big sister, who is quite taken with her. My youngest drove down with her family, and The Burrito found his new cousin very intriguing. I’m reveling in the pleasures of a newborn, her safe and healthy landing two large blessings. I’ve also pondered how different it is this time around; Miss Em is benefiting from our acquired expertise, as well as this abuela’s perspective, having been a grandma now for more than a few years. My older nietos are their own persons, and while Miss Em is too, she’s also a blank slate if you will. I can’t wait to observe how she develops, which will be influenced not only by parents and grandparents, but her sister and cousin.
Amid the happy busyness, I’ve been struck at how families develop; my son-in-law’s parents have been part of crew since our two kids said ‘I do’, those bonds woven more tightly due to years and grandkids. Friends from far away have played meaningful roles by their love and interest, so many beautiful folks I am blessed to call my beloveds. Miss Em is joining an expansive collective of which her role is currently low maintenance, but once she’s toddling about, her distinctiveness will enhance our group immeasurably. Not to draw similarities to the Borg, but families are best established with a well-rounded array of members. As Miss Em makes her small marks, her footprints will increase and flavour our own. Resistance might be futile, but it’s not at all displeasing; I welcome my new granddaughter with open arms, copious snuggles, and bountiful hopes of what her future could hold, my own life enriched by her marvelous presence. Hats off to Miss Em; glad to have you with us, sweetheart.