At 6:34 this evening...

My little sister, Kelsy, delivered a baby girl.
Logyn Jane weighs 6 lbs. 8 ounces and is 19 inches long.
Logyn is smart, and witty, and gorgeous...just like her mother.

They put that slimy baby on my sister's chest, and she wrapped her arms around her, and kissed her head, and whispered through soft sobs, Logyn, I love you so much. And that was just the most amazing, beautiful moment I've ever seen.


There was a lot of talk about the baby's room today, as everyone who came to see Kelsy asked, "So, are you ready to take this baby home?" She and Logyn will be sharing the room that Kelsy and I used to share. When I came back to my parents' house tonight, I went up to that old room. It looks a lot different than it did when Kelsy and I lived there together. It looks like a nursery. But, as I sat down in the middle of the floor and looked at those old walls, I remembered what it was like when my sister and I lived there.

When we shared that room, each night, before I went to sleep, I would creep over to Kelsy's bed and, careful not to wake her, I'd give her a kiss on the forehead. The night before I left for college was the last night we spent there together. That night, I gave her a kiss and then wiped one of my tears from her cheek.

When I moved away, she was thirteen years old.

Tonight, as I looked around at the old walls and the pile of new, pink baby blankets, I wiped a tear from my own cheek. That thirteen year old girl has grown into a woman, and tonight, she became a mother.

Amazing, beautiful, surreal.