My mother-in-law is an amazing woman.
She arrived 5 days after Daniel’s birth to find her little granddaughters sick and quarantined, her daughter-in-law recovering from delivery, and 120 pounds of apples that needed to be processed.
She rolled up her sleeves and helped us can 3 dozen quarts of skins-on applesauce and a half dozen pints of apple butter (a healthy, easy version I came up with… post coming). She showered my daughters with love and special surprises brought from Utah. She was so helpful I actually felt up to a trip to the zoo and a trip to Hocking Hills to hike and see the beautiful fall colors.
(poor photo quality) proof that I was there as well, toting 10 day old Daniel around in a bjorn. A sweet Mennonite woman with a toddler stopped me to ask how old Daniel was and then seemed at a loss for words at my response. She finally exclaimed, “Oh my! I hope you feel wonderful!”
Truthfully, I did. I enjoyed the hikes breathing in the damp smell of fall in the hills. We picnicked for lunch and made s’mores after the sun set.