What a difference a few weeks make. A few weeks ago my lovely wife and I had dinner in Florida and listened to live music. Most of the people there had arrived by boat or motorcycle. Thursday evening I took my wife to dinner again and to listen to a local musician. People had driven there in either 4X4 vehicles or snowmobiles.
What a difference a few weeks and 1700 miles can make. As we drove home from the restaurant, big heavy wet snow flakes were coming down.
No regrets.
My daughter still hasn't had her baby, but that could happen at any moment. My wife has been going with her to doctor's appointments and helping her with other things. It's also been good to connect with my other daughters and grandkids. You've got to pull together for family.
-Sixbears
It's good that you can be there when the baby comes.
ReplyDeleteThat's what my wife said. :)
DeleteIt's times like this that family can sure make things easier for the expectant Mom! I know it means a lot to her.
ReplyDeleteKeep us posted, buddy!
I'll let you all know when the big day comes.
DeleteI send bright blessings and wishes for a bealthy baby.
ReplyDeleteThank you Momlady!
DeleteCan't wait to see a picture of the little one.
ReplyDeleteWe've got ultrasounds . . . but those just look creepy.
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