Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Unexpected Gifts

Paige Lydia


Yesterday I stopped at Vintage Light Coffee and Tea house for a scone and ended up with a sweet precious baby in my arms and tears in my eyes.

No, I didn't accost an unsuspecting mom and grab the adorable baby out of her arms. I sat down to visit a minute while waiting for my order. I'd seen the Mom at Vintage a few weeks ago and politely asked about her new arrival. The Mom and I chatted a minute and then she said "would you like to hold her?"


One week old


Paige Lydia is one week old and was wrapped in a soft pale pink blanket and smelled sweet just like babies should. As I sat on the couch and held her carefully my eyes flooded with tears as I recalled my own daughter being that tiny, innocent and adorable.


I still remember the first time I held my daughter (okay to be fair, it was our baby since I was married to fast-taking, arrogant red headed New Yorker at the time) and it is a feeling that can't be compared to anything else in the world.

Heather Mary

Heather Mary is my 31 year old daughter who now lives in Rochester, New York. Back in 1978 My Mom came to visit and taught me all about putting drops of peppermint oil in water to relieve tummy aches (Heather's, not mine), she embroidered tiny little flowers on Heather's t-shirts and also stitched and framed the following message:




Cleaning and Scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
for babies grow up we've learned to our sorrow,
so settle down cobwebs and dust go to sleep
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.


Unexpected Gift

Thank you to Paige Lydia's Mom for allowing me to relive magical moments, for giving me permission to hold her child and for the unexpected gift of cuddling a sweet precious baby.


3 comments:

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  2. That is a beautiful poem. May I copy it? Lovely post, Vicki. I hope Heather knows how lucky she is.

    DD

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