She's Here!

This morning at 7 a.m. we got a call from our son-in-law with the wonderful news that our baby granddaughter has arrived. Chelsea Paige is her name and she made her appearance just after 12:30 a.m. today, February 27. She weighed 8 pounds 12 ounces and a bit, a lovely weight for a baby as they're big enough you don't think you'll lose them in a pocket!

I hope I have the numbers relatively correct as I was pretty excited and may have muddled a bit. I so want to talk to my daughter just now but she is in Victoria and I am in Ontario so that isn't possible just yet. Having a granddaughter is pretty wonderful, especially now that we can put a name to her.

Last night I was working on finishing a cute little sweater for her but little did I know her mother was in labour as I was swearing over my knitting. I had purled almost a whole row when it should have been k2, p2 rib and I had to rip it out. Not a problem usually except the wool is a variegated colour with blues, greens and yellows as well as being very nubby. I could not see where the stitches were at all and ended up breaking the yarn inadvertently at one point. Ripping back about 40 stitches took me about 40 minutes. I did, however, finally get the collar ribbed properly while American Idols rollicked seventies music on the tv.

Today I will have lots of exciting things to do, calling people with the news, ordering a pink rose for my daughter and her daughter, to be sent to the hospital where they'll be for 48 hours. I am glad of that as she needs a little tlc for a couple of days, I'm sure. Anyhow, time to start the process. Hope everyone is up!

It's Happened Again!

Serendipity. It's happened again. Not to me this time but I heard about it almost immediately through the magic of worldwide communication.

I just got an email from my sister-in-law here in Canada and she told me she had just had a call from her erstwhile sort of son-in-law who is in Dominican Republic on a holiday. He was in a grocery store shopping when he heard someone call his name and turned around to meet my sister, also in Dominican on a mission trip for two weeks. What are the chances of them both being so far away in the same place at the same time?

Years ago after we had all graduated from university one of my residence friends took off on a year long trip to Europe and we all kind of lost touch for a bit. Remember this was before the Internet so when someone went on a trip we had no communication other than telephone, very costly, and letters, very slow. On her honeymoon one of my other friends and her new husband were in the Louvre in Paris when they turned a corner and there was Kristen, studying a painting.

And have you ever picked up the phone to call someone, found dead air, tentatively said "Hello?" only to have that person you were calling be on the phone already, calling you? It is a little freaky if you think about it. Is there another dimension out there where some master puppeteer is pulling our strings, enjoying himself, or herself even, chuckling away at our puny abilities? Makes you kind of wonder, doesn't it?