Amelia’s a hit with all Mother’s nurses.
First great-grandchild? She’s adorable!
But Mother’s skeptical. She clings tight
to her stuffed owl, a comfort in this
strange company. – Too bad about
the deformity, she announces. What
is she thinking? What baby, in what decade?
– Grandma, her name’s Amelia, Liz says
firmly, want to hold her? No, she does not,
she has her hands full with this bird. – Look
I tell her, four generations of family
women all together! Mother sits up
straighter in her hospital bed. – That baby’s
head is very round, she says. I think she’ll
be a bowler, a very good one.