There are several simple pleasures I never had until one year ago when I knew my life would change. I became a grandmother. G is for grandson; the cause and source of those delightful simple pleasures.
He was born to my second son and his wife March 18th. After visiting during the early phases of labor and spending the night at their home. I returned the next day hearing how the labor had started in earnest. We family members were asked to wait in the family waiting room when the final stages of labor became evident. Both of us grandmothers waited eagerly to hear that all was well.
We waited over an hour before we were sent a text by my son that L was born, and confirming that everything went well. But the proud parents wanted an hour to have him to themselves to bond with him. Then it was us grandmother’s turn to claim our bonding period with him. I haven’t held a newborn in many years; and never held my own grandchild before.
Some of the “Simple Pleasures” I enjoyed from my grandson and his parents were these:
1. Seeing the happiness of my son and his wife as they stared in wonder at every inch of his body, knowing that he was a little bit of each of them. They couldn’t take their eyes off of him.
2. Seeing the new parents enjoy the sensation of touching their new creation: gently feeling the top of his head; stroking his face; extending a “finger for him to grasp reflexively; stroking of his soft baby skin; inhaling the wonder of the newborn scent. All of these things I saw and remembered how I felt when I held my first baby. Even the pride of both that he was so perfect and beautiful was a delight to behold.
3. Seeing how calm my son and daughter were as they started fulfilling their responsibilities as parents. Both feeding, diaper changing and comforting L as he cried for his needs to be met. Hearing and seeing my son behaving like a good husband and father should.
4. Soon L. was handed to me. I enjoyed those pleasures of touch, sight and smell. I kissed his cheeks, forehead, hands, and feet and loved him instantly. My joy at this beautiful sight, caused my tears of joy to overflow. A new life had been given to the world.
5. My mind ran ahead as I began to think about the future excitedly. I want to be near him often but not intrusively in their new family life. I want to help when they need a baby sitter, be near to them so I can be a part of his world and share in the wonders of seeing a baby change into a child and later to an adult.
6. I dreamed, as he grows, of teaching him wisdom from my years of experience. Sharing some of the wonders I know about animals, insects and life with the same wonder I felt when I learned of them. And I would see everything through his eyes and share that wonder anew. Life would be renewed often for this senior citizen.
7. I started thinking of what books I would read to him; times I would play with him; wonder what I would feel as I watched him grow into a man someday. But for right now, he is my first grandson, my first baby grandson. I know he will be loved by everyone. But he only has two grandmothers. I am one of them. We grandmothers have a special kind of love to give.
8. The feelings of love, dedication to being a part of his life fills me with new purpose. I will be a helper, grandmother, babysitter, teacher, playmate and everything I can be as only a grandmother can. I feel so blessed and happy to be a part of his life.
I have had a good life. Now I look forward even more to the rest of my life as I continue to watch my sons and daughters (in law) grow and develop their relationships. Now I have another being to watch grow and develop. Hmm, maybe someday there will be more grand-babies. L may have a sister or brother some day. But I am content with as many is given to me.
Here he is now at almost one year old!