My husband and I recently became grandparents. At 41. I really didn’t see that coming down the pike! I suppose technically I’m a “stepgrandma” but that’s quite a mouthful. I’m fine with grandma, or whatever cute little way our grandson says it. The other grandma (on our side of the family) wants to be called Mamaw, so that’s a nice way to never be confused about whom he is talking about.
I know I’m completely biased, but then what parent or grandparent isn’t? This little guy decided his birthday would be six weeks before what the doctor said it should be and was 4 pounds and 7 ounces, 18 inches long. He is the most precious little thing! I happen to love little babies, they are just so adorable! Our daughter was born 5 1/2 weeks early and weighed in at a whopping 3 pounds 13 ounces, our son was only 10 days early and outweighed his sister at 5 pounds 8 ounces. It is just amazing to see perfectly formed fingers and toes and ears and lips and noses in miniature.
He had some trouble breathing and eating at first, and was transferred to another hospital with a better-equipped NICU. But each day he is doing better and better. The ventilator was removed after a couple of days, today they removed the IV and he is able to breast feed three times a day, although the feeding tube is still in place. If he keeps improving with his feedings and gaining weight, he should be able to come home this weekend. I can’t wait for him to be home and his family to all be together. I know how hard it is to leave the hospital without your baby, especially your first one…our daughter was in the hospital for 12 days before she could come home.
One thing I have really enjoyed is watching his father interact with him. My stepson gets this soft look on his face and you can just see how much he loves his son. It makes me get all verklempt to think about it…I’m even getting all teary-eyed typing this. So many fathers walk out on their kids, especially when they are young and the pregnancy was unplanned. I really believe he is going to be a great dad, and his mommy will be a great mom. They’re young and have a lot to learn, but they work well together and they both love their son to pieces. That’s a good start!
My last name is a popular Amish name, although we are not Amish. And when you put Grandma in front of it, it sure sounds old. And Amish. But it’s a name I proudly accept! Grandma conjures up images of softness, love, and cookies.
Realizing that I am grandma sure puts a new spin on “grandma” now. I still think of my own grandma, or my mom or mother in law when I think it or say it. And when we’re all in a room together it might take me a bit to respond to that until I’m completely used to it. But I’m OK with it. Really and truly…he is such an amazing little guy and I look forward to watching him grow, and watching his parents grow with him. It’s a beautiful thing!