Susan is a grandmother of one. Currently, I am a grandfather of none. That is about to change. I have a grandson due any time, but no later than this coming Tuesday, when labor will be induced. This is a good thing. My daughter-in-law is more than ready to have the baby and no one wants to spend Christmas in labor or in the hospital.
I’m surprised at myself for being so excited. After raising three sons and being around my siblings’ grandchildren, I thought this would be routine. It’s not. I am soooooo anticipating (in a good way) the little guy’s arrival. When I get the call that labor has started, I’m heading straight for the hospital to wait it out. Is this normal for a first time grandparent? I’m not sure but it feels right to me. I want to cuddle this baby and hug his joyful parents. My two other sons are also eagerly awaiting their first nephew. (They call themselves the “bruncles.”) Susan is also major league excited. Sharing this experience with her has made it all the better.
This is one of the many awesome aspects of aging through my baby boomer years. Watching your children expand the family tree in a loving process is simply amazing and rewarding. It makes me feel that all of us have done something right.
Sure, I am somewhat concerned about the world that this baby will encounter growing up but I am optimistic that reason and compassion will make things right in the long run.
My intention is to enjoy and appreciate this grandbaby as he moves through boyhood, while providing a loving presence and a positive influence. Isn’t that what grandparents are for?
That’s it for this short update. Lots happening this time of year, and it’s all good.