I have big news! About little people!
Last night, son #4 and his wife welcomed their triplets into the world! Mom and babies are doing well so far! As of yesterday, Braveheart had made it to exactly the 32-week mark, which was the goal her OB/GYN had for her at the outset. And yesterday the contractions started, right on schedule. (Already, those grandchildren of mine are proving to be very obedient, very much rule followers. And smart, too; they must have realized that even the day before would have been too soon, so they waited until all was just right!)
My husband and I were not there in VA when all this was happening--we're in NY right now. But last night, one of my other VA daughters-in-law, Preciosa, took a photo of one of the triplets being transferred from the delivery room to the NICU. She got off the elevator and saw this medical team, and she excitedly asked them, "Is that a Pearl baby?!" And it was!
My daughter-in-law is something else, I'll tell you. She has looked glowing and happy throughout this pregnancy, suffering absolutely no morning sickness at all; and this is how the new mother looked not long after the C-section:
I have pictures of the triplets, but until I find out how their mommy and daddy feel about having them on social media, I'm not going to share them. Suffice it to say that they are three of the eleven (so far) cutest babies you've ever seen in your life. (And in November, that number will jump to twelve.)
And now it's time to pack, because guess where I'm headed?