Becoming Grandma

I have had so many people tell me over the last 9 months how becoming a grandparent is so different from anything you have ever experienced. They said the love that fills you is just amazing. I tell you, I can’t even begin to explain this as it is so incredible and I never knew I could feel this way. Sure, every one of my kids, my heart was full and I loved so much but this is different. I really do think it is because the love you feel for your child, the proud-ness you are feeling of them becoming a parent and doing it all combines with this beautiful little human that is now your grandchild that it is just an explosion of emotions.My story start on Monday, November 26th with a phone call from my daughter on who she should call because her water broke. I sat at work very impatiently waiting for part 2, when do I go to the hospital to join her. Does she even want me there still and how is she doing, baby doing? I had my phone close by waiting. 1230 came and that means lunch time for me. I texted her shortly before to see if she is dilated any or if they had even checked her yet. She said 4 and I thought, oh my wow that was fast.

I responded with a do you still want me there, it’s okay if you don’t. I really needed to get to lunch so I called to see if I should come or go to lunch. I was told to come. I stopped at Holiday on my way over to grab a quick bite and a drink.  I ate that pretzel as fast as I could and got up to the room. They had people in there trying to fix the tv.  She already looked tired.

I spent some time there watching her contractions on the screen. Her fiance was hungry so I ran to Subway to get him food.  I brought that back. About an hour or so later, the nurse gave her pain meds as it was getting harder for her to go without. The nurse said that if these slowed the contractions that she would need to start a drip to keep them going. Well that happened so I decided that I would run to the Church for a meeting I had booked already.

In the meantime, the second dose of pain meds made her sick so they were trying the mask. That worked for a bit but they still got pretty intense on her so finally she asked for the epidural. 11 hours and almost an hour of pushing. I got to see this baby boy enter the world. Watching my daughter go through that, understanding her struggles, as I have been there a few times. It just made me love this boy all the more. Her fiance was crying and just overfilled with joy that he couldn’t cut the umbilical cord so I got to do this.

I have never looked at a baby with so much love and awe as I did in that moment. It was truly amazing and I love him so incredibly much that I can’t even explain it.

Sending All My Love!
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