My daughter and son in-love, after seven years of marriage, told us that they are expecting. Not only are they expecting, but they are expecting twins! My heart is overflowing and I cannot stop smiling.
I gave birth to this tiny little angel. She moved three times my entire pregnancy and I worried the entire time. When I first held her, she looked right into my eyes. She laughed when she was only hours old. She smiled continually, even after falling off her bike. The sun always shone on her and from her. Her eyes changed colors with her moods – blue grey to vibrate green. She loved deeply, her older brother was her umbrella because she was always right up under him. Her daddy was her all and she lived for “Daddy Date Night”. When her younger brother arrived, she became his little mother and protector.
She is going to be a mother!
When she was old enough to qualify, she began working at summer camps for kids. They flocked to her. She could not get out of the car because they swarmed the door when we drove up. Her unconditional love was felt by those children. She was fun to be with. She listened to whatever they wanted to talk about. She gave a comforting hug when needed, a pep-talk, and sometimes she just cried with them. They knew they had value because of her, even if their world told them they didn’t.
She is going to be a wonderful mother!
I am not sure that I did anything to make her the amazing woman she is. I am not a great example, I made plenty of mistakes while raising her. I was not an expert in any interpretation of the meaning but she IS amazing! The one thing I believe I did right and I did well is that I prayed. I prayed for her. I prayed for me, that I would do what was right for her in the long run. I prayed for her spouse before she was even old enough to date. I prayed for her children….and soon I will hold them.
I’m going to be a Grandmother, or more accurately, a YaYa! I pray that I am all they need in a YaYa and that I am all my daughter and son in-love need me to be for them while they raise their children. I pray that I do not over-step, but if I do that my daughter and son in-love will lovingly let me know that I have. I pray that God is always sought. I pray that God is always allowed to lead and rule.
Children are a gift and a true blessing. They do not “belong” to anyone, even if we call them “mine”. They belong first and only to God. I pray that we never forget that we are only guardians and that we strive to always point them to Him.
LESSON: When raising your children, keep in mind that one day they will be raising your Grandchildren. Teach them well by word and, more importantly, by deed.