Nora Elizabeth Jean

What a difference a couple of weeks make.

The last time I was here, I was in worry mode about my newest granddaughter to be. She was in a high risk pregnancy and in danger.

All of that has changed. The power of prayer is an amazing thing. My daughter's pregnancy is not considered high risk anymore. The Vasa Previa (or whatever it was) has disappeared. While she still has placenta previa, it is much less risky by itself than the other one with it. She will still be delivered by cesearean section, but that was going to happen anyway. We will just trust the doctors and God to make sure she is delivered safely.

Anyway, what I am trying to say is this. God is Good. God is Great. I praise the Lord for all the blessings my family has received. Nora is a much anticipated, much prayed for, much loved little girl already, and I haven't even met her. I am now at liberty to be happy and excited about her birth. I can now shop without worries about her safety and imminent danger. So I can relax. Her granddaddy can relax. Her Mom and Dad can relax. Her Aunties can relax. Shew. Glad she is so healthy and progressing normally now.

I love all of my grandchildren. I wouldn't know what to do without them. They are such a blessing to me, and I appreciate them so much.

Thanks for looking out for Nora, God. You did good!

Ezra

 

Well, he is here. He got here on July 30th. Such a good day to be born. He was born on his Daddy's birthday. A very nice gift for a very nice daddy. I already am in love with him. He is so sweet and so very calm. Isn't he the cutest?

He came about 3 weeks early. He weighed in at 8 lbs. 1 oz. Very nice sized little guy. He has red hair and blue eyes (so far). Bethany's littlest baby. He is quite the little prince. We all ooh and aah about him, and he has probably already received 10,000 kisses. We all welcome him into our lives, and we didn't even know how much we loved him until we met him. His sisters love him with no bounds. They think he hung the moon. He is snuggley and he loves to be warm. He doesn't care for fans blowing, and he likes his formula warm. So little, yet so opinionated already.

He is precious. As are all of my grandchildren. There is nothing like them.

Clairey

Claire Victoria Marie Carter. Wow. What a little spitfire she is. I love this little girl so much. I think she is funny. I think she is way beyond smart. I know I am prejudiced, but she is incredibly bright. She isn't even 2 yet, and she barely talks (though, she is talking more and more each day), but she communicates so well. She tells us stories. She speaks Claireish. We don't always know what she is saying, but when she acts out a story, you understand what she is trying to say. She just uses her own words. Her own made up words. She is brave and fearless. She is very busy. I love nothing more than to hear her say, "Meema. Come on." She wants me to follow her wherever she takes me. I love how she loves me. She treats me like I am her favorite. I love that.

She has a delightful smile. Even as small as she is, she has a sense of humor. She loves to laugh. She is a wonder to behold. She didn't start out that way. She started out her little self as a screaming thrashing newborn. She wasn't happy at first, but she has made up for her rocky start by becoming a funny toddler. Now, this is not to say that she doesn't throw tantrums. She does. She is hilarious doing that, even when she is mad as all get out. She stomps her feet, she furrows her little brows, and she hollers out stuff that only she understands. She throws things. We love her in spite of all of that.

I can hardly wait to meet her new baby sister in the new year. Claire's mom is having a girl in January 2013, if not before. The new baby will be called Nora Elizabeth Jean. Such treasures are my grandchildren. Each and every one of them is so different. Each and every one of them is a blessing.

I pray that God will protect them every single day and that He will be with them all the days of their lives. I have that promise. I have that assurance. He is the heavenly father, and He loves them more than I do.