So, So, Wrong!

Sometimes when I think I am so right, I am so, so wrong!

In mid-March, on a Sunday, my youngest son Rory and his bride Maureen came over for dinner. We had a delightful time. Nothing special, the usual fun family time we always have.

On Tuesday night that same week I had a dream. I woke up on Wednesday morning and remembered everything, well all but the name. This dream was so real that my senses where ultra heightened. I could actually feel and smell in my sleep.

I dreamt that on Sunday at dinner Maureen was not pregnant but on Tuesday evening she delivered a full term baby girl. It was so real that I could feel my new granddaughter and I could smell her too. You know that new baby girl smell. Sweet and delicious. When I woke up in the morning I was elated for about 10 seconds. When I found out that my granddaughter was not yet born I was so disappointed. I couldn't wait to call my son and daughter in law to tell them about my "most perfect" dream.

As I finished explaining my starry night story there was complete silence. Maureen said, "How real was it?" I said, "So real that I could feel her, I could smell her!" Days went by and I thought nothing more about it.

A week later we here at the Boston Ballet Ball. Maureen was wearing the most gorgeous gown and I commented on how beautiful it was. She mentioned it was a knock off of a famous gown that Jennifer Lopez had worn to the academy awards 2 years prior. I asked, "Oh, when she was pregnant?" Silence from my daughter in law. I looked at her and very slowly whispered, "Are you pregnant?" She nodded, yes.

I was convinced with every bone in my body and every penny in my bank that for sure she was having a girl. I went so far is to buy a little dress for an Easter present for my soon to be girly, girl granddaughter. A token of my confidence. I started making a pink mohair scarf, I planned a pink shower, I bought TONS of pink yarn to make a pink baby blanket with pink cables and a matching pink cable sweater. I even bought my daughter in law a Pandora bracelet with all pink charms on it, one even being a little girl.

I told everyone about my dream. I mean everyone that had an ear. I sent some female family names to my son on Monday of this week because on Tuesday they were hearing from the doctor as to what the sex was. I told my son that if the doctor says it is a boy tell him to look again! No boys names even came to mind.

On Tuesday afternoon my son called me to thank me for the family names I had sent him. He added, "Sorry, mom but they won't work. We are having a boy and the doctor said the little guy isn't being shy about it!" I was speechless. I thought my son was teasing me. He would do that. How could my dream be so real and not be real? I was sure my little granddaughter was coming to introduce herself to me via my deep sleep. Not the case at all.

As days have gone by I have left pink behind me. I am over the moon for blue and I am so excited to welcome our new grandson due to enter our world in November. Congratulations to Rory and Maureen!

Of course, I went straight to Seed Stitch Fine Yarn to buy new yarns for Maureen's baby boy palette.

There are the colors Maureen and Rory chose for baby boy Fitz-Gerald

Chicklette and The "Playhouse"

Here is a picture of my grand daughter, Abbie. I like to call her Chicklette. She is the oldest of the bunch, the smallest and definitely the leader of the gang. She inherited the "Cecilia Fitz-Gerald" gene from her great grandmother. She looks like my mother, Lorraine, but has the personality of her Grandmother Fitz-Gerald. She is bossy and she likes to be in charge. She does have a very kind and compassionate heart. That she got from my mother. She is a real bright light for me. In this picture, Chicklette, is on her way this afternoon to a pool party for her dear friend Eleanor. It is Eleanor's 7th birthday.

Chicklette has a playhouse at Nonna (me) and Poopa's house. By the way she named her grandfather Poopa. It wasn't a baby talk name, it was intentional! The playhouse is really for all of our grandchildren but Chicklette thinks it is just hers. She is also a little territorial. It is not just any playhouse. It is a special one. It is the one that I always wanted when I was a little girl. Then I had 2 boys. No chance there. Along comes Chicklette and 10 months later comes her cousin, Liliana Rose. Don't Abigael Faith and Liliana Rose sound like story book names? They are just the coolest and the cutest and they truly love each other so much. Also they are really into matching. They love to dress like twins. Their so funny and really entertaining when they are together. Stop by Villa bel Mare sometime for a cup of tea at Chicklette's Place! She whips up a really great imaginary breakfast too!

What's Next...

As many of you know I have sold my beloved business, Seed Stitch Fine Yarn. Yes, a lovely couple, Courtney and Robbie Heath, came at just the right time. As of May 1st they became the new owners.

I had come to a decision that I wanted to spend more time in my gardens which I had worked so hard to create the 6 years prior to owning SSFY,

play with my 4 grandchildren, soon to be 5, who are now 6 to 3 years old and I wanted to write a book or two. Well, also knit, spending more time in Florida in the winters and enjoying my husbands company which I really missed.

Here is a picture of the first bouquet of the season from my garden. I am just a sunny day or two away from having a wonderland of roses here at Villa bel Mare. Today, however, I am doing the "rumba rain dance." My flowers are begging for a good shower! And so it is, the rain dance worked. It is showering outside!

And what is this? Well, in preparation for the grandchildren this summer we are having a never before roof put on their jungle gym. I picked this up for a fraction of the new cost from the people that lived across the street from us. They moved out of their house, left it vacant and for a year I would pull into my driveway and thought, " I wonder what they are going to do with that jungle gym?" I finally picked up the phone, before someone else did, and negotiated a great deal for the kiddies. It will be great summer fun at Poopa and Nonna's house.

I am relaxing, enjoying my friends and taking great care of myself.