This is a blog entry that I have waited for months to write.
When our son Paul told me on my birthday that I was to become a Grandmother, I was so excited I couldn't believe how lucky I was. I jumped up and hugged him so tightly, with the tears in my eyes...and everyone else standing around, watching and laughing.
After having raised a family of eight children and seeing the oldest take a wife, I knew it was a matter of time before this would come, God willing. And it did ~ and not too long did we have to wait, either.
They were married in October, 2006, and barely a year later, in September, 2007, came the news. So, as becoming Grandparents goes, we were blessed that we received such a gift in such a short time.
But then the real waiting began...
Finally, however, thank the Good Lord, our little Andrew Michael was born this morning ~ and I was so happy to finally meet this little soul who had kept us all in suspense for so long.
The only thing I regret is the fact that he is not mine...so I cannot take him home and see him every day, watch him as he grows, learns and becomes a man.
I, as his Grandmother, will have to be content to watch from a distance. So, as a Grandmother, the game is totally new and different for me than it has been for the past thirty years.
I just hope that it will be enough.