Saturday, 5 April 2014


the birth of my grand-daughter this morning at 6:40 Regina time. 8lb13oz, mother and baby doing fine.
So let's see, that's about the time some  of us on the Lisbon bus were getting antsy. The bus was crowded; only the little girl across the aisle from me had enough room. But she was one of the antsy ones, having played with her phone and made her bracelets and eaten her lunch beside her big brother.
I was a little antsy--ok, enough for that word--because of the birth, about which one never knows. I was getting messages about cramps, and hospital all night, and labour. Then I'd lose connection for a while. The young woman next to me, who works in a hospital, was very kind.
I got the announcement above as I waited for the metro in Lisbon. A half hour later I was celebrating with a glass of wine and a steak. A half hour after that I was sitting at the table in my apartment, looking out at the mighty River Tejo. I think a tanker's practicing u-turns out there!
How _______ to be back in Lisbon. Good! I can get around without a map, and I've already heard some fado coming from someone's house, the guy next door leaning out his window to hear.
Remind me to get to work! I'm feeling a little stunned.


Brenda Schmidt said...

Congratulations to all!

Sjvangas said...

Hey grandpa. Congrats. I'm so happy to hear the good news. Xo

Gerald Hill said...

Thanks, you two. No word on name yet.

Bernadette said...

Oh yay! Congrats, Gramps! Hope everyone's doing well.