As
much as I love my children (all 9 of them) there is nothing better than being a
Grandma. Age is a funny thing, for the most part we never feel any older and
yet it shows in everything around us.
Each
stage of life both has it pros and cons. As a young mother there were days I
thought I would not survive, the sleepless nights, the messes, homework, dishes
and laundry. As a mother of teenagers
the emotional drain, the heartaches, the joys in accomplishments, the busy schedules.
As a mother of young adults, trying to guide and yet not push too hard, and the
with the range of age of my children I still deal with most of that, it’s
complex, a balancing act with at times I have failed miserably at it.
There
are those “you’re doing a great job” parent moments in the midst of the craziness
and busyness that you realize these children have been entrusted into my care, I
can only hope I have taught them what they need to know.
Number
three is on the way (due in July)!! What joy this brings me. Really being a
Grandma is the best gig in town. We are very Happy for Alissa and Trevor.
