Thursday, October 15, 2009
I choked out a whispery hello, just as the baby opened his eyes and his wee little mouth and stuffed his fist in and started making the funniest noise as he started sucking on it. Daddy gave the baby back to Mom and herded us out of the bedroom saying that there is plenty of time to get acquainted with him once he is no longer hungry.
I ran upstairs and flopped across my bed and cried. I could hear voices downstairs but I didn't even bother to try to hear what they were saying. After a bit I heard the squeal of buggy wheels in the snow and looked out the window to see Daddy, John and David starting out the driveway and head up the road.
After what seemed like a long time Grandma came upstairs to find me. She asked what is wrong, but I really didn't know what to say and finally blurted out. "The baby is so ugly!" She chuckled a little and said "Don't worry, all newborns look like that. He will look a lot better in a few days."
I went downstairs with her and helped start supper, and before to long Daddy and the boys were at home bringing a neighbor girl along. She would stay with us for the next six weeks and do all the housework while Mom rested and enjoyed her new baby.