A few days ago, the baby quilt  lay across my ironing board in my sewing room, almost ready. Our granddaughter arrived  before it was done, so I had some work to do.  While we awaited word from our daughter and son-in-law about when they’d be going home, I got to work. I turned on the sewing machine and stitched the last lines around the border. It was so close. I took out basting threads and gave the quilt a washing. It’s ready for the crib now.

Evy had to stay an extra night in the hospital to spend some time under the lights, but now mother, father and baby are home. Evy’s parents, Dave and Laura, are beginning the adjustment to having a new little one to care for. Apparently their black labs, Buddy and Paris, are excited about the new arrival too, being protective of her already.

 Evy’s using those gifts that they were given, the essential baby equipment, sleepers, blankets and diapers. It won’t be long, I’m guessing, before they wonder how it was before her arrival. Furniture and baby gear fill the house.

We’ll celebrate Evy’s birth and Sarah’s birthday together as a family today, and every year after this, the two will celebrate their birthdays together. When we leave their home this evening, the quilt will be in place in the crib, ready for a small girl  to snuggle under for her daytime naps and night-time sleeps.