Grandma's Here

After all my postulating, I'm finding that I love being a "grandma". I was so concerned with getting old, but Sean coming into the world didn't make me any older....I'm the same age as people I know just having babies of their own! ( I wouldn't trade places with them for the world, by the way)....I love the fact that my girls are all young women now....a few more months, and even the youngest will be legal to vote and fight for her country. It's almost astounding to me that just shy of 25 years have passed since I gave birth to a 6lb, 11oz baby girl, just 8 days into my 22nd year.....she's now the mother of a beautiful baby boy-the first in two generations on my side of the family.

Watching your daughter become a mother is an awe-inspiring event.....and it gives new meaning to the word "appreciation". I can now appreciate not only my daughter for the transformation she's been through in the past year, but motherhood in general, as I'm now getting to watch it from an objective perspective. As the "non-parent" who has a stake in watching "Baby Sean" grow into a healthy, well adjusted, and happy young man, I am already seeing all kinds of things about being a mother that I never noticed when I was doing them. Watching the way my daughter cares for his every need (Dad is wonderful, too, but this isn't about him.....not today) has really made me understand that mothers are responsible for so much more than I think they ever realize (or they probably would never do the job)!!

I have learned so much in such a short time....the pregnancy was easy (especially for me, though I'm the worrier in the family) for her....no morning sickness, no indigestion, and no false labor. She did have to be induced, and then had an emergency c-section, none of which sat well with me, but I've learned to mind my own business on such things...after all, she's a married woman who makes decisions with her husband, not her mother....sure, she talks to me about girl stuff, but I no longer get to make decisions with her. She's moved beyond that stage of life.....

This trying to figure out what my role is in a world where my children aren't children anymore is tough....but I'm doing the best I can to not step on toes, or open my mouth before my brain is fully engaged. It's difficult, at best, but I'm really trying....I'll keep you posted on how I'm doing~