Counting blessings

 There are many things a person can be thankful for. I am blessed to have a good career and nice things. I am blessed to have a family that love me no matter what craziness I throw at them. Trust me there has been lots of that, perhaps we will touch on that in another post. My family is not perfect by any stretch. We all come with our own quirks and oddities. But the one thing I can say about my family is we are always there for each other. Always!

I have to say I loved raising my kids and love being a Mom to my girls. This isn’t to say I was perfect, I struggled. I second guessed everything. I learned as I went along. I never grew up with any babies around me so I was doing the best I could. 

I became a Grandmother this year. When my daughter told me she was expecting I wasn’t over the moon as so many tv Mom’s are. There were no tears of joy. I was a little concerned to be completely honest. My daughter was behind on her career path and not where I wanted to see her in life and she was having a baby. So yes I was scared. I’m not going to lie. Being a Mom is hard in that you always think you know what is best for your child, even when they are an adult. As the days grew closer to her due date I was finding myself starting to feel these twinges of happiness about becoming a Grandmother. I still had these thoughts in the back of my head that she wasn’t ready and what if she fails. I pushed them back and tried to make more space in my head for excitement. I was going to be a Grandmother this baby was coming no matter what. 

I got the call from my daughter in January that it was time to have this baby. I was by her side quicker than she even wanted me, but I was going to hold her hand through this. We had a day of not getting too far and it was decided she would be delivered via c C-section. I was blessed enough to be the one in the OR as this little bundle of ginger hair came out. As I am writing this I will tell you I can’t even find the words. This baby was beautiful! I can’t tell you how proud I was of my daughter for growing this level of perfection. I cried like a baby. All the Grandmother feels came flooding in. This was such a perfect and magical moment. 

After everyone was cleared to go home some of the fears bubbled back. Everything in me wanted them to come home with me so I could look after them and teach her to do all the necessary things to keep her safe and well. She wanted to go home and be in her own space so I stayed by the phone incase I was needed. 

This is where this story gets really good…

My daughter took this baby home and she proved me wrong in every aspect. To tell you she is a great Mom would be an understatement. She is perfect! This baby is thriving. My daughter is the happiest I have seen her. She dotes on her little girl. She is the most natural Mother. Watching her with her little girl just brings so much joy, I can’t even tell you. Not only did she prove me wrong she outdid me. I couldn’t be prouder of the Mom she has become. 

I am such a blessed person and such a blessed Grandmother.