After the birth of my our first grandchild, my son turned to his dad and smiled proudly, “Dad, I think that this is the best thing that I have ever done.”
I am a grandparent.
My son, whom I nursed and rocked to sleep
Now is soothing his tiny daughter
Whispering softly
Gently rocking her.
Is this the same kid who defied us
Railing and ranting against everything
We stood for?
Now the epitome of responsibility, love and commitment?
How did this happen?
It is a mystery and a miracle
That I simply enjoy
As I observe
My granddaughter’s whole face lighting up
As she catches a glimpse of my son
Coming home from work.
He throws her up in the air
She squeals with delight,
Trusting that her daddy
Will always keep her safe.
I am proud of my son and my daughter-in-law.
My heart swells with love as our family grows even larger
Blessings that come after the years
Of struggle
I rejoice in
Nine kids
Five kids-in-law
First grandchild
One on the way
And .. I admit it.
I am even thankful for my three grandbeasties
Er …dogs.


















Isn’t it a wonder how the kids make you soooo proud when they become parents! Happy New Year.
shocking really
Congratulations on becoming a grandmother!
I thought I would only have grandbeasties
Oh, a big congratulations on becoming ‘grand’. What a lovely feeling to be alive to see your own children have children. Now you can sit back and watch your son teach his child all the things you taught him.
And you can spoil your grandchild to no end with no repercussions, then give them back to their parents at the end of the day. Wonderful.
LOVE IT
On Wed, Jan 2, 2013 at 2:06 PM, motherofnine9
It’s always amazing to see what people grow up to be. Most times they will surprise you.
Congratulations on becoming a gran, btw.
Yes.. parents cannot take all the credit!
Your post gives me hope.
It should- this kid put us through the mill as a teen- hey that is going to be a post
We are currently trying to navigate the shark infested waters that are the teenage years. I look forward to grand babies, down the road. If, we all survive.
Humour, just keep that sense of humour.
Just don’t drop your fork when they turn to you and ask,” So, how was your day?”
Lately, I’ve been checking under beds and behind doors to find my humour. I know I put it here somewhere……..
ha..it is right around the corner