I’m a Grandma!

I am so excited, I am a Grandma. In the long list of things I have been called – hey be nice – Grandma is the newest and one of the sweetest. We often define ourselves with labels/names and this is a moniker I am proud to wear. I looked up the definition of Grandmother and it is pretty boring. “the mother of your father or mother; a female ancestor” I don’t think that describes a Grandmother at all. I take my definition from the women in my life that have held that position, especially the ones I have called the name. Lucky for me, they are both still alive and I have a long history of relationship with them to point me in the right direction on how to be a grandmother. They are 89 and 92 and still going strong.
I look at my relationships with them and feel so blessed to have been the beneficiary of their unconditional love, wisdom and lots of guidance-not always welcome but always needed.
I can’t wait to:
* Meet my beautiful granddaughter-she should arrive in April
* Baby-sit
* Make lots of messes
* Enjoy the company of a small child without having to get up in the middle of the night
* See the world with the beauty, simplicity and wonder that a child sees it with
* Watch my daughter be a mother
* Watch my husband be a grandfather and my sons be uncles
* Rise to the occasion of being the woman I’ve seen my grandmothers be