More Stephen

I just can't get enough of our little boy. Here are more photos from yesterday.

Jeff's first grandpa photos.

New mama.

Stephen.

Welcome Stephen Adam Smith

It's hard to believe but it's true. I am a grandma today. Bailee gave birth to an 8-pound 21-inch long baby boy. He was a month early and he arrived on the day of her baby shower. The whole family was here, we fed them, visited with them, and had a wonderful afternoon together. My friend, Carol even brought me a gift. It was a wonderful day but I'm sure it was disappointing to our guests. It was hard to cancel with such short notice so we had no choice but to wait for everyone to show up. We asked the guests what we should do about the gifts they decided as a group that anyone who wants to come back next Sunday should and Bailee could open them at that time. Getting to see the baby this evening was the best thing ever. I tried not to cry, Bailee was doing enough of that for all of us. The baby seems big but babies of diabetic moms are usually large so the doctors expected a 10-pound baby at full term. Since he was early, he spent his first day on oxygen in the ICU but we still got to spend time holding and rocking him. He is 16 hours old in this photo. We have photos of him hooked up in to all the wires in the ICU but Bailee hates those photos so I won't post them. He is beautiful.

Quilting Class

I started a quilting class a few weeks ago and for some reason I really took the whole 'class' thing way too seriously. After finishing my degree not too terribly long ago, I just thought I would have to buckle down. As it turns out, I don't have to show up, keep up, or read up on anything in particular. It's a go at your own pace, work on a project of my own choosing type of atmosphere. The instructor brings in samples and suggestions for new projects but otherwise it's learn what you don't know when you want to learn it. And here I was worried about missing the first class and getting behind. The beauty of this class is that it has given me incentive to finish things and to schedule a sewing day besides the class time.

A really cool extra is that the instructor, Sallie Jo was my daughter's sewing instructor when she was in high school. I mentioned that Bailee was my daughter and she remembered her and asked me to bring her along. The two of them caught up like old friends. Bailee brought samples of her work along and it was like she was a natural assistant to Sallie Jo. I felt like the underachiever in a group of great artists. That's OK though, it was inspiring to be around such good talent.

I think I will be taking this class next semester and I think Bailee will be back to visit.