There is something so sacred about a family’s first week together. My sister was Due on October 19th, so I flew to California to be there for the birth of my second niece 6 days early. Of course, this little babe couldn’t wait to meet us, so 30 minutes before my plane landed at LAX, she was born. I heard her crying over the phone while we waited for an open gate and I started to weep on the plane like a big dumb idiot, but I didn’t care because Miss Constance Grace was only a few hours of travel away from my arms.
We spent the rest of the week recovering and it was something tiring but sweet. My first niece, Emma Jaine, JUST turned three and she was ALL ABOUT being a big sister. I loved how eager she was to hold that little sister of hers and she was so proud as she announced every day that we were going to teach Constance to walk.
There was some explaining on our part that Constance wasn’t all about walking her first week. But when she’s big enough, Emma will be ready and willing to show her the ins and outs of it all.
My sister is one of the bravest women I know and she took labor like a champ and, though exhausted and sore for days after, made it a point to still pull Emma up on to her lap and sing her to sleep at night. My brother-in-law Rick still would chase Emma around and make meals and I’m so thankful for the father he is to these (two!) little gems.
Here are a few of my favorites from six days of cuddly, exciting, exhausting family time with four of my favorites.
Welcome to the world, Constance Grace. It’s a crazy place but we’re here to party.