squealing with delight

I have this squeal

which is

- according to my children -

reserved only for when I find out a baby is on the way.

They can ascertain within seconds

who

the new momma is

based on

a) who I'm on the phone with

or

b) who's blog I'm visiting

Every once in awhile

I've been told not to tell anyone just yet

and I've had to sheepishly confess

"Ummm

my kids already know...."

I just can't help it!

~

and while I'm on the subject of new babies....

I hope

that I am present for the birth of some of my grandbabies

so I can feel that fresh-from-the-womb skin against my cheek again.

I don't know that I felt that with my first four

I got to hold their whole bodies...

But having my arms strapped down

for the c-sections,

the only thing I could touch my babies with

was my cheek.

There is absolutely nothing in the world

that feels like a newborn baby

still covered in 'cheese'

mmm

~