Monday morning we added a sweet bundle of joy to our family. I would like to introduce you to Elizabeth, “Ellie” McBride. She is the daughter of my eldest son, Taylor and his most excellent EC, Mallory.
Yes, I am now a grampa. Pretty cool. (It is weird to look back and realize that I started blogging when Taylor was barely on his mission…Now he’s a father!)
I appreciate all of the likes and kind comments on my Facebook post. I feel like I have just joined a special club of sorts. (A club of old people.)
Chrissie, my EC, will be the sweetest grandmother ever – to which those of you who already know her will say, “Well, duh!.” (It would probably be best if I don’t point out that she is still anguishing over what to have the grandkids call her… so I won’t.)
About the name: I once wrote a post about baby names, and my concern that my kids might do something stupid. I am very relieved to say that they did GREAT! This lovely little girl has been given a beautiful, classic, Biblical name, which she won’t have to explain, or spell for the rest of her mortal existence. An early act of kindness on the part of her parents.
“Elizabeth.” Well done, kids.
She is cute and snuggly and all that good stuff. She also represents a profound shift in our family history and dynamic: Ellie represents a new generation on our Family Tree. My family history focus is usually about adding generations of ancestors, but this little one qualifies as a new descendent.
It is reassuring as a grandparent to know that this little girl, fresh from heaven, is part of a young family who will love her, and raise her right. Her parents are solid, righteous, and reek of goodness. Ellie is greatly blessed. In addition, she is surrounded by a new aunt that will rightfully serve as a role-model from here on out. Add three new uncles to the mix, and an extended family of tremendous people, and you have a veritable army ready to love and protect this wee girl.
I was driving in to work today, and swung by the hospital – just to get a quick “fix” and then be on my way. The excitement and love was palpable. For a brief stay, that LDR room has transformed into “Home” for an eternal family. It doesn’t matter where they are, because they are bound together.
And so are we.