SILLY GRANDMA

When your offspring begin the offspring journey of their own, I believe this is when the magic begins. The scrunched up little faces peeping from the cuddly baby rugs have now become an extended part of your life, whether you are ready for it or not!

The first cuddle and the smell of the new-born brings about all the protective instincts that lie deep within. There is nothing you wouldn’t do for this new life. If you thought all of those instincts emerged when you first held your own child, just wait until your child’s child is put into your arms. For the new Grandparents it’s an overwhelming emotion, so hard to describe, and as the days and weeks go by, every little move, every little smile, every little grab brings the sunshine right into your heart. You watch with pride and maybe sometimes a little trepidation, as your offspring navigates parenthood. But being there, one step removed, you can lend a shoulder when the sleepless nights seem endless, because you know they are not. You can hold out your arms for the infant when the crying won’t seem to stop and give a much-needed break, knowing that it will. You can spout ‘old wives’ tales of thoughts and remedies and let them take it or leave it. You can see how time is precious and passes way too quickly and good memories should be made with these little ones

Time does go by and the years pass and other little bodies join the family dynamic and you watch as it gets easier for your own offspring with a little knowledge and experience and perhaps an ‘old wives’ tale or two.

Vocabulary expands daily, new adventures are found, buttons are pushed and those faces are full of mischief. Seeing the world through their eyes and words, one step back, you wonder if you took notice the first time around? I would like to think so, but was I too busy being ‘mum’ and trying to get it right?

As the bonds develop and grow, said Grandchildren seek to find allies in their Grandparents when Mum and Dad just get ‘too much’.  Sleep overs are a treat whilst Mum and Dad ‘breathe’ and be ‘grown ups’ again for the weekend.

The weekend becomes a treat for all AND as they say, what happens at Grandma’s, stays at Grandma’s. There’s fun, there’s happiness all round, there’s cuddles with lots to spare. It’s special, and as you wave the little dears away as they are picked up and taken home, you realise just as they are growing older, so are you……….in body…. but not the mind.

Silly Grandma!

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