hi. it’s been a hot minute.
i don’t know why i so completely lost my blogging mojo. it’s not like there hasn’t been anything to talk about, like during lockdown. i have no excuses…but maybe this post will make up for the long absence.
okay, so let’s take it waaaaaaay back to november 2024. thanksgiving day, to be specific. so with a whole new family to celebrate holidays with, the old lady and the old man have had to figure out how to divide their time amongst all of their loved ones. and for thanksgiving, with the timelines that they were working with, the best option for seeing us was at breakfast time.
looking back, i remember thinking that she was a little fidgety but didn’t really think much of it. and then she handed me a lottery scratcher and said “here, play this and see if you win anything!”
really, i should have recognized the utter weirdness of this scenario immediately, but like most significant moments in my life i was completely clueless and just stopped and did what i was told. and then - well, look for yourself:
it took a few seconds for it to sink in, but as soon as it did the goosebumps hit. my baby…having a baby!
when i was finally able to put words together again, i got more details. she’d tested a month ago, and then i remembered that i’d gotten a random voice mail from kaiser about that long ago confirming her ob/gyn appointment. again - i’m so clueless and never see shit coming, so i’d just brushed that off figuring that she was just going in for an annual checkup. she handed me a small wrapped gift to open, and it was this:
you’re probably wondering, did i cry? well, hell - is water wet? come on now.
the hub broke out a bottle of champagne to celebrate and handed it to the bean (of all people, heh) to open. with a little help from the daddy-to-be, they got it open and we toasted to the amazing, awesome, wonderful news.
about a month later, our household grew as the happy couple moved in with us - on the old man’s birthday no less. their living situation had shifted without much notice and coming here was their best option. it’s been an adjustment for all of us, but i gotta admit that i’m happy to have all my chicks under one roof. it won’t last too long with the bean heading off to college next year, so i’ll just enjoy it while i can.
anyway, we were all sworn to secrecy as they weren’t really ready to share the news with anyone outside of immediate family yet. but of course, from that moment on it was all i could think about. like, i went to pick up our annual family photo ornament and ended up standing in the middle of the hallmark store, weeping as i gazed at this one:
it’d been years since i’d browsed through barnes & noble for baby books, so i had fun picking out a few to give them:
before we knew it, i found myself picking up a cake from our favorite bakery for the gender reveal - not a party because that isn’t their style, but rock-ell and her hubby came over to decorate the room and celebrate along with us.
the parents-to-be had us wait outside while they cut into that cake so that they could share that moment together and then we rejoined them, we found this:
YESSSSS BRING ON THAT BABY GIRL!!
time flew by, and it was fun to watch my daughter go through all of the stages of pregnancy. she was still working at disneyland, and these tear ducts kicked on again the first time she came home in the maternity version of her uniform (or “costume,” as they call it at the happiest place on earth). and then this happened:
the week before she finally got to start her maternity leave, we had her baby shower. it was co-ed with a “berry sweet” theme, which was really fun to play with. it was a lovely afternoon, hosted by rock-ell and the bean, and as much as my child hates to be the center of attention i think she had a good time.
and while she protested a little, i managed to get her to recreate an old photo from my baby shower when we were expecting the bean…only this time, it’s flipped around.
a couple of weeks later, the hub sent us a message in our group text, asking if we were interested in going to the dodger game the next day. shohei ohtani was pitching, and we love going to games whenever we can so we all said yes. it was an afternoon game, so i figured i could still go to my sunday boot camp class and even have breakfast with my friends afterwards before going home to get cleaned up and head to dodger stadium. well…
it was SO WEIRD to be at dodger stadium, just nonchalantly watching a baseball game knowing that the old lady was in full-on labor a few miles down the road. just so frickin’ weird. but when she’d answered a text earlier that day i knew it was safe to ask for her blessing to go (which she happily gave because she knew it would be a good distraction for us). and duh - i checked my phone obsessively for updates the whole time. we still managed to have a good time though:
the dodgers won that day, by the way. it was a blowout - beating the washington nationals 13-7. heh.
also, in case you were wondering, as long as i have a choice in the matter i’m not going by “grandma” because oh god no. it took a little while to figure out what my preferred name would be, but i finally settled on “mimi.”
they’ve chosen not to share photos of the little miss online, but i am allowed to show you tiny hands and feet:
the rest of her is incredibly adorable and sweet, and i cherish every chance i’m given to cuddle her and watch her make funny faces. she’s two months old now, growing and changing every day, and OMG smiling and cooing. the first time she smiled at the hub i thought he was going to melt into a big ol’ puddle. and every time she smiles at me - well, i’m sure you won’t be shocked to know that i tear up a little. like…every. single. time. hell, i’m tearing up right now just picturing her in my head.


























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