We all have our humanity in common but it is these butter eating little quirks that makes us as different as snowflakes. Congratulations on becoming a grandparent. I admit to being envious. Our middle child will be the first one to make it down the alter. He is getting married at a lifeguard station on the beach in a couple of weeks. I'm hoping they will have a child in the next year or two. He likes telling people, "We're weirdos; we're getting married, then having a baby."
That is sweet though! I wish our son had went about in that order. Actually, they were engaged and had the date for May of this year. She got pregnant in November, but kept the date for May since they didn’t find out until January. She had a little belly, but it’s ok. It’s not like he’s got a Baby Mama. Although I’m trying my best to get along with her. Really, I am. She could be worse I guess. At least she makes sure he’s in church every Sunday. That is a good thing!
Your grandbaby will be here soon, I’m sure. I don’t know how to love a grandbaby though. Doesn’t that sound crazy? On one hand I am loving her and buying everything in the book for her. I didn’t know how to love a baby until I had mine, but to love something so intensely as I hear others say, from someone else’s body. I’m sure it will all fall away once I lay eyes on her, but I am nervous to be honest. Is that wierd?