Images come to my phone of my first grandchild send to me by my daughter. I haven't met Keeley yet but I'm totally captivated by her. I can imagine her squeaks and grunts, her wonderful baby scent, her cuddles. Every image I get is an absolute treasure.
I'm awed by my daughter who is taking motherhood in stride. She seems to have it more together at this point in her life than I did. Her rebound is quicker than I remember mine to be but my memory has turned hazy over the years. She is strong and has an incredible husband on this journey with her. My granddaughter is in good hands. I can't tell you the peace this gives me.
I can't wait to meet her. I love her already.