A tiny bit of happiness came my way 10 days ago: 6lbs and 14oz of happiness, to be exact! That bit of happiness came in the form of a wee little girl baby who is all cuteness and sweetness and adorableness and the most wonderful baby ever. (And lest you think I'm biased, I would like to point out that many people agree with me: her parents, her grandparents, her aunts, and her uncles!)
I love all the church babies, of course, but this one is extra special. Her mom was one of my church kids many years ago when she was 6 and I've watched her grow up in the church. This tiny girl-baby is the first of my GraceLife Sunday School grandchildren, so she's already extra special.
But to add to my joy, it was decided early in the pregnancy that this wee one would call me "Grandma Dorothy", so I get to refer to her as my wee granddaughter, and that is something that I thought I would never have. After all, not having children generally means not having grandchildren.
And yes, she's not technically my granddaughter, but I'm happy to ignore technicalities and enjoy being part of her family instead. Plus, I have had to explain to people that her mom is not my daughter!
Sometimes I feel incredibly overwhelmed by how much God has blessed me. It's true that He did not give me a husband and children of my own, but He has given me so many families to be a part of and so many children to love: babies and bigger kids and my high school kids. It's a lot of family and I am so blessed to have all of them.
And now, just to add to my joy, a wee granddaughter to love.
