I turned the page on my calendar today and saw the beautiful word….
In February, not long after mom died, I found out I was going to be a Lolli and Mike was going to be a Pops making the two of us none other than LolliPops. I thought the time would drag by and certainly the next three weeks will, but soon and very soon my beautiful baby boy PitterPatter will be here for me to hold in my arms and to wrap my heart around (like I haven’t already). This has been a particularly difficult year with the illness and death of my mom in such an up close and personal kind of way. Losing your mom is difficult under any circumstances, but caring for her during the most excruciating part of the illness was bittersweet, yet harsh. I can picture her holding her first grandchild during the last 9 months and getting to know him. I’m sure she handed out much wisdom and advice while they waited for his passage into this world. I’m so excited for his arrival, but I know he is in good company until the time arrives. Welcome, welcome, welcome October! I thought you would never get here.