So, I really didn't think I was ready to be a grandmother. After all, I just retired, still feel very young, and I'm just getting used to freedom, in a new province, in a new house, without any children physically needing us! And then the daughter gets married. It was such a happy occasion, because we really think she picked a wonderful man, who really loves her . . . and understands her! JOY!
But then, they have this most beautiful baby boy, born April 9th. I could not be there for the birth, as she went two weeks early. (Good thing, he was a whopping 8 lbs 11 ounces and she is only 5 ft 3 inches and had only gained 24 pounds!)
So, I was ready in an instant to be a grandparent, as was Tod. But, surprisingly, I was so anxious to see my daughter. I needed to know that she was fine. We already had seen a photo of the baby, and knew that he was healthy. But, no pictures of my daughter. It struck me how much your child is still your child, no matter now independent and capable they are. She was fine, but motherhood is a big change, and no one can prepare you for the sheer physical and emotional roller coaster it is. Tod and I were happy to be asked to stay to help out. After all, who but your mom and dad would be as much in love with your child as you are?
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