I headed south this winter because my daughter and her husband are expecting a baby. A little girl who will be named Rachael (after my mother) Diane (after her other great grandma). Today Stacy went to the doctor and learned that she will be induced on Friday unless she goes into labor before that.
I am sure that what I am feeling is what a million other grandmoms-to-be have felt. It's crazy scary, wondrous, amazing. I hate seeing my baby so uncomfortable. Knowing what she has yet to go through.
If the way she has carried herself the last month is any indication, I know that the rest of this pregnancy voyage will continue with the utmost grace and dignity. She is truly amazing.
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