Grandmother in waiting....... ;-)

Left: My sister wwwith the Bhudda I gave her on behalf of Kik, who sadly coul not join me here in Holland.

My sister Cuny came unexpected to my home in Delft because she came with my nephew Kasper to the west of the country to wait for the birth of her first grandchild... but unintentionally she arrived way to early, so they left Leiden and drove down to Delft, to be with me and wait at my home for news. Advantage: short driving distance to Leiden hospital;-)
While writing this, also Simon decended on Delft and the 3 of them are now waiting....waiting and waiting.
Bibi was, last time we heard, on her way again to hospital and expectations are now that the baby wil be born tonight, the 27th of April, and not anylonger tomorrow, the 28th. That day sounded special to me, and my sister also liked it more, because (for me!) Kik and his older brother Kukai were born on the 28th, and Kiks oldest (and only) niece was born last September also on the 28th ;-)
But its not to be, if the latest reports are correct, and the baby will have the same birthday as our futur King, who turned 43 today!
By the way, thinking of that day I remember very clearly when his birth was announced... the whole country went crazy because it was the first time in 120+ years that a prince was born in our royal family and that after a god 10/125 years we would have a King again...... now we know he will be an intermission between queens, because his oldest daughter and as such futur ruling Queen, will take over from him when he steps down. But well, he first must become King before we can talk about handing the crown down to his daughter again ;-)
But 43 years ago, in the evening, the Dutch went crazy with the arrival of our futur king,

Must say, my sister showed much of the behaviour I recognised and remebered from my mother at the time of the birth of Jeroen, the father in waiting. I told her that and made her think back to the day of Jeroens birth, 31th of October 1980.
And she was struck by my memorie that also my mother was send away because she arrived too early at the hospital, like she and Kasper now........... only 1980 was a time when we still didn't know mobile phones so in that time my mother had no choice then to go back home, a good hours drive.... My sister was more lucky, she could take her mobile, give me a call and quickly she had a location nearby to wait and same time we would have a chance to get together again since we said goodbye to eachother in january on Phuket!
Hugs and who knows soon enough you might hear/read more ;-)