As the baby was passed around the room I imagined other babies who had gone through the hospital and wondered about their situations - who and what their parents were and what trouble or comfort each baby would be going home to.
I thought about my friends who have been recently married due to the new rulings who are waiting for a child, and about my ward members who are struggling financially even without a new baby. I thought about my own Mormon parents who had 11 children and reared them with varying degrees of success, and a friend I know who adopted two children and is rearing them single handed-ly. What a terrific mother she is.
My daughter doesn’t have a home and lives with us -- not an ideal situation. However, her situation is still better than someone I know at work who is homeless, partner-less and insurance less. And even these people with no money feel blessed to have a brand new person to take care of and love.
I may need to be involved a little more with the day to day hands on bring up baby more with this child than I have with my other grandchildren, and that is OK. I have a few resources that the baby’s mother doesn’t. While it may or may not take a village to raise this child, it will take a few more than it regularly does, and I am grateful to be counted with that number.