



June 24th, 2020
View from a Grandmother’s Window:

Two precious images. Lucas looking like he’s seeing his mom clearly for the first time (we know he’s not yet 🙂 ). I love to be able to capture these precious moments.
I’m ‘feeling out’ this grandmother thing. Its not just a learning curve for baby and mama.
How much do I say? How much do I teach. Do I wait to be asked….or just charge on in? (not).
Is it enough to just gently shove that baby nipple in his mouth to show how its done, or to say ‘you can’t hold a newborn ‘too much’ at this time.
Grandmother-hood is something about knowing when to ‘step in’ and when to sit on my hands. There’s never a ‘time’ to love however, because that’s an always sort of thing.
Mama’s need to figure out their own way. They need to figure out what works for them and their baby….how to fit this ‘motherhood’ thing into who they are; what they are; and what their life demands from them.
Grandmotherhood is about becoming more expert at being a keen observer; and being ready to be available when its right.
I know I’m going to want to teach about the best way to nourish little Lucas’s body/mind and spirit.
I’ll keep journalling about that!


Fragile yet certain.
Melding into my palm…delicate and restless.
Lucas is slowly sealing within himself the foundation of trust.
He allows me to stroke his satin skin and fine growing hair.
He slowly surrenders to slumber in my arms.
Head against my chest.
He is learning love.
Trust…once it permanently etches itself into his soul will allow him to learn to build
friendships and deeper relationships.
Yes, he will have to learn how to discern these relationships over his lifetime.
But for now, he simply receives the love of his family.
Sweet and indelible.
What a miracle to watch God’s plan in sweet slow-motion snippets of time.