Arrival of September brought much awaited reprieve from the summer heat...now it dropped down to the 90s and stirred up excitement.

For September 23rd was to mark the arrival of my first grandchild:  Raegan Amarah  She was heralded by a waiting room full of eager family and friends (12 or so); Divina was amazing how exceedingly calm and composed she remained throughout the day.  By the evening, news came that her efforts to have a normal delivery were thwarted with the baby tiring and it was advised for an emergency c-section.

Just after 6pm little Raegan burst forth with piercing cries as she filled her lungs with air for the first time and let it be known to the whole world she had arrived!

Such a joyous time; though Richard was the first to spend times with her during the first hours of her life.  An early morning call sent me back to the hospital to keep watch and help Divina with the baby.   It was a wonderful two days while I marveled at this little perfect baby; her skin was milky pink (just like mine), dark hair and barrelled chested; the cutest little fingers and toes and narrow long face like Divina's.   She didn't much like the nursery, so we kept her with us in the hospital room.  Thursday night I didn't sleep at all, and Divina would have been lucky to get a total of an hour's sleep in broken bits.  By Friday night I knew I was getting rundown.   I left to go home and sleep.

That weekend, the joy of the new baby kept my spirits strong.   I did a trip back to Houston and stayed with Jodie till Wednesday - our third wedding anniversary.   On returning; sick and on antibiotics Lisa had given me from Mexico  - Bob had two dozen roses in lime and white.  Champagne and a beautiful card - I had bought olives and feta cheese and we had it on crackers and enjoyed the last couple of hours of our Anniversary together.

Now I have so many reasons to always love the month of September