First and foremost, thank you all so much for your kind words and thoughts and prayers for our family. They are so incredibly appreciated and mean so much to me.
My grandmother is doing much, MUCH better. I actually spoke to her this morning and she sounded great, with no lasting damage. One of my biggest fears when I got the call that she'd had a stroke and that she didn't know what was going on was (after fears for her life and for her well being) that she wouldn't remember me, or remember meeting Ava. I was so relieved to hear her sound like her normal self I could've burst into tears all over again.
D's grandfather, unfortunately, did not fare as well, and passed away this morning. While his passing is obviously terribly sad - he's Ava's first relative to have died since her birth - we are trying to look at the situation as positively as possible, given that he lived 100 years, 6 months, and 1 day. What a huge accomplishment, and what a wonderful, exciting, fulfilling life he lived. I cannot imagine what it must have been like to live through both World Wars, The Great Depression, Vietnam, the Gulf War, the revolution, the evolution of women's rights and desegregation of schools, and so on. What an amazing man. His funeral will be Friday morning, so D and I will head up to Waco with little A that day. Not to sound superficial in the wake of a tragedy, but what do you dress a baby in for a funeral? I am having a difficult time locating a black dress in size 6-9 months (or a size in either direction, either).
Again, thank you all for your prayers, thoughts, support and general warm fuzzies that were sent my way. They were so helpful :)