“A BABY!”

The house is quiet. No water running … no music playing … no baby crying … yes, I said “baby.” Not my baby, but my daughter’s. I am finally a “Nana.” And, this Nana, has had the privilege and fun to be staying at my daughter’s house for the last week, helping out after her baby boy was born.

I can’t tell you how full my heart is right now. This little boy … and I do mean “little,” has screamed, cried, frowned, smiled, smirked and laughed his little way into the deepest portions of my heart. He only weighed 6 pounds and 14 ounces when he was born, but that pint-sized bundle of joy knows exactly what to do to imprison his Nana’s heart.

My friends and family all said, “There is nothing like having a grandchild.” They were oh-so right. This love that sweeps over you when you look down at the baby in your arms is one of the strongest kinds of love God plants in our hearts.

For me, having my three children was three of the happiest times of my life. Watching them smile and giggle is always fun for a new parent, but seeing my grandchild for the first time has resurrected that feeling of euphoria. What a precious future my husband and will enjoy, of being called “Grandpa” and “Nana.” We can’t wait!