Our family received a wonderful surprise this autumn, a new little leaf on the family tree. This is my eighth grandchild and seventh grandson. It's a wonderful reminder that while we're busy digging through the roots in our genealogical quests, the family continues to grow in the other direction as well.
My new little fellow was quite the surprise. Sometimes the good Lord has other plans, despite all efforts of humankind. Midsummer he was discovered mid journey and waved on the ultrasound, "Hi! I'm coming! Surprise! Be there in four months." He joins three big brothers and a big sister. He will not have any younger siblings, not by his Mommy at any rate. His poor sister, she received two new brothers this year, as her father, my daughter's first husband, also welcomed a little boy earlier this year. That makes five little brothers. At least she has an Aunt on her Dad's side, just two years older, that's like a sister to her.
But what a blessing! A beautiful, healthy little guy, and at over 10 and a half pounds, larger than any of my other grandkids or kids. He may grow up to be the 'big' brother if his size out-of-the-gate is any indication.
This may be my last grandchild. My oldest son and his wife stopped at two and my oldest daughter's one son is well into his teens and his mother is not likely to start over at this stage of the game. Yet, I do have a single son still within the range of typical child-bearing years. His concentration is on furthering his education for the moment, but it's possible he could settle down and start a family one day, or buy into a read-made one.
Welcome to the newest branch on my family tree, whose Halloween 'costume' in the photo above, was very fitting.
