Grandma By 40: Those Moments You Live For...
The sunshine during the cloudy days...
Besides writing here, I'm also an avid Facebooker, sad to say. It's just the easiest way to keep in touch with everyone, really. I'm not a big phone person, never really have been, and can go a few days without even feeling inclined to answer it as long as nothing is up. So, Facebook suits me just fine. And it has Zuma ☺
I've been posting these little excerpts on my profile there so I have been receiving wonderful encouragement from there as well as the community here. One thing I've noticed is that I seem to be going down the path of doom and gloom, talking about the hardships and the struggles. Of course, I'm sure I'm inclined to start there because that is such an overwhelming factor sometimes.
Now is decidedly the time I talk about the things that bring such happiness they actually take my breath away. Experiences that I've been blessed enough to share with my daughter as she's walked her way through this. And really, let's face the facts, it's my daughter that allows me to go through this with her, not the other way around. I try not to forget that.
The proof is in the Lil' Puddin'.
When I say Kieran allowed me, I mean it. She let me go to her 3D Ultrasound with her and the Dad when they went to find out what sex the baby would be and it was one of the most amazing things that I have ever seen. If you're willing to pay for typical portraits with cowboy or Barbie backgrounds then I suggest you should be more than willing to pay for this. It was a gift to Kieran from my older sister who shares this situation in common with her and who has been one of the few who made sure to reach out and has done her best to help us out when I fell short. I had never seen anything like it before and didn't even know that they existed. With my own youngest being 10, they didn't have anything like that when I had my kids. It's hard to feel that the situation is a bad one when you see something like that, it really is.
I also had the pleasure of throwing Kieran a Baby Shower once we had found out it was a girl. Many friends came out, some who were my own from highschool that had never met Kieran before, to share in the occasion and show their support. We even got to reconnect with some family who we had actually been estranged from that stepped up to reconcile and be there for us emotionally once they heard "The News", as we liked to refer to it. My youngest sister made the most amazing "Belly" cake and everyone was so incredibly generous with what they gave, I just don't think I can ever thank them enough for all of that. It wasn't huge with only about 15 people including Kieran and myself, but it couldn't have been more perfect and there were only a few that I truly wished had been able to make it, but they were there in spirit and did what they could from afar. Much like my older sister with the Ultrasound. It was wonderful and it helped keep Kieran afloat with the love that she felt from them all. It created an emotion in us both that we can fall back on in times of troubled thoughts.
And, of course, the birth of Beaner. I got to be there for that too and it still makes me cry after 6 months when I think about it, which should really say a lot to those that know me best because I'm a rather crusty individual usually. She was 6 weeks premature, but for some reason none of us really worried about the complications that could arise because of that. We've talked about it after the fact and agree that we all just had this overwhelming sense that she was simply ready and things would be groovy. Whether we simply willed that into existence or whether it was sixth sense, we were right. Again, another thing to be immensely thankful for.
There are so many problems that are so common when the babies come so early that when Beaner only displayed a little bit of jaundice she quickly became nicknamed the Superstar on that ward. She started off by contradicting the textbooks when she was a day old and started to nurse without a hitch and ended her stay with being released after only 3 weeks. Normally, they'll keep a preemie baby until their original due date and to expect that, at least, we were told when she was born. She started off at 4 1/2 lbs. on January 23, 2011 and at current is about 15 lbs. now, eating cereal and almost sitting up on her own.
Yesterday was another one of those moments that you wait for. The Belly Laugh. I got her to do the Belly Laugh and again, I almost cried. From laughter this time. I even said to her while she was laughing at me that this was the moment her and I had walked the floor together for so many times and thank you for making all of that worth it. She just laughed harder. Silly Grandma.
There are just too many heartwarming and incredible moments already to mention in something like this. I'd need a novel to talk about this past half year and all the positive changes that baby has brought to us. So please, to those of you who read the not so cheery entries that I may publish, if you take anything away from all that I write, let it be this above all else:
Not one of us in this house would change what's happened if you paid us, regardless of how many times I may have threatened to sell my own three in the past.
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