Here are the twins! They were born on Friday, four weeks early. Emilio is the smallest at just under five pounds and his sister, Valentina is a pound larger.
Here is Dad with Emilio. According to their big brother, they are "frisky".
Tania, their Mom, had serious surgery after the c-section, and this was what made me so anxious and worried I could have jumped over the moon.
But, now, a few days later, Tania is recovering, pumping her own milk, and spending time with the babies. The whole gang will probably go home together in a few days. Can any of you imagine the scene?? Fortunately, Tania's large family is so on duty at the hospital, especially, Rosa, her mom.
Childbirth is the great leveler. We women who have children each have our childbirth stories and memories. It is the sisterhood, and we never forget the details and we cheerfully share them with each other. All kids are born naked, bottom line! After that, every child is different.
Our exquisite pain of childbirth will be forgotten, but that moment of triumph will always be remembered. For Tania, who would have died in an earlier century, she is due for a purple heart at least.
This dear woman told me a day before the birth that she spent time sitting in a rocking chair and read a story to her boy and girl.
My son has been working on completing a new bathroom addition on their house so it will be finished by the time everyone comes home from the hospital - which will be soon!
While the birth drama was unfolding, Grandpa and I were on a road trip with Quincy (who used to be our youngest grandson, and now is supplanted by Emilio.)
When we got back to the ranch Quincy immediately went to his workspace and made birthday cards for his new cousins. Then we held hands and went out into the night in the woods to look at the fireflies.
A new week, new grandchildren, new people under my heart. How sweet life is!
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