Are you a great-grandmother? Or a grandmother or grandfather? Then you’ll probably know what I’m trying to say. It’s amazing, always, to see the miracle of new life. The fun of new puppies, kittens, baby chicks… But our progeny? OMG!
The births of my three children were amazing and I was in awe, I was in love. I was also overwhelmed, felt inadequate, was pretty clueless about mothering but did my best. My children, now grown, are still amazing. I’ve learned about life from my daughter and two sons. I’ve tried to guide them (and now try to quit guiding…) but it is they who have taught me. I am in awe of how they’ve parented, managed their life circumstances and challenges, and I’m grateful. I’m still in love with them and ever so amazed that God entrusted me with these three great souls. I’m blessed.
When they had babies – Oh My Goodness! My four grandsons and three granddaughters are some of my greatest delights. They are so much fun. We’ve had so much fun. And love. Talk about memories – and did I say love…
And now there’s Brooklyn! My first great-grandchild was born two months ago. She’s beautiful. She’s alert, aware,
exceptionally well coordinated and I’m sure she’s going to be a great athlete – it’s obvious already (smile).
It’s difficult to comprehend how quickly her mommy has grown from
a child to an attentive, deeply caring and beautiful mother. It moves me to see her with a daughter – my precious great-granddaughter – and knowing a bit about the joy and pain that .lies ahead.
It was deeply touching to witness the obvious, lump-in-the-throat emotion when my son and daughter-in-law cradled their first grandchild while looking at each other. I was so grateful that they opened their family and home totally to me on my first visit to meet Brooklyn and we bonded even more. We shared knowing glances and understood the unspeakable joy of being “grands”. No words were needed.
I imagine our four generation picture is in your baby book now, Brooklyn. One day you’ll probably experience a similar day and then understand – the doting family who hovered and held you, looked at you in awe, touched you, cooed and sang, kissed and cuddled you – and prayed and blessed you. Our gift. You’ve joined our family, Little Brooklyn, and talk about being loved….
3/27/13 And now Precious Brooklyn! You are growing and such a joy! Your intelligence and sense of humor are clear already. You talk and talk. You love, you explore, you grow. You are still a little miracle, such a gift to our family and
the world. You do now – and always will have a part of my heart that no one else can every have – it’s just yours. I love you beyond words! You are so important and adored.