Boundary Hunter

Well, it really isn't me looking for the boundaries as much as it is my daughter. Being as excited as I am about this blessed event, my new title in life, I may over step bounds from time to time, but I'm trying to be careful about not doing that. I wanna be a great Grammy and mother for my daughter and grandchild! On the up side my daughter has no problem bitch slappin me back in line, ;-) & I'm cool with that. Already had it happen once, the day after we got the amazing news. Had to test the waters, ya know?

I am going to be careful about how much I reveal about the weeks coming up to getting the good news, & not of the Jehovah Witness kind either. And seriously, their news just isn't that great anyway! I got in trouble once already for sharing too much on facebook, so I'm not gonna do it here so I can promote the blog if I want. I'll keep the more intimate info in my personal journal to the baby.

Speaking of that journal, I started a journal to the baby on May 28th. I could feel this child's energy when my daughter told me one of the names she chose for a baby, if she was to ever have any kids, knowing it could be a long shot. That's the info I am NOT at liberty to share here. That bitch slap is still stinging a bit. The names came up in conversation because 2 of my Irish nieces are preggers and one of them, Laura, asked me that if she has a boy, would we mind if she named him Andrew, after my son. I told her we would love that. So when Elatia and I discussed names, I definitely felt this child's energy. I remember thinking, "OMG! I've got a grand_____ coming in soon!"

The day before Elatia came over I was on the treadmill and my mind wandered, like you do when on the road to no where, and I saw Andrew with a child, and I realized it was my grandchild. I saw them having a close relationship as the child grows up. This child will know their Uncle Andrew. They will be able to see and hear him. It brought tears to my eyes to see how my grandchild will be close to their uncle, my beloved Andrew.

Now getting the news that Elatia is 7.3 weeks pregnant, when did I start the journal? Right around the time she conceived! Man! Am I good or what?! When I felt this child I had to do something with these feelings or I would explode, so I started writing to the baby. I also started buying baby clothes and hid them from Elatia. Is it only boundary crossing when she knows I'm crossing it? It's like when a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it kind of thing...right? Regardless,

IT'S ALL GOOD!