I learned BIG news last weekend, but I was told to sit on it. I was not allowed to tell a bunch of other folks, I was not allowed to post it on Facebook and I was told quite clearly that I was not to write about it in my blog. So I sat on it…somewhat. I had to tell a few family members lest I implode. And then I told a couple of my colleagues who I knew wouldn’t rat me out for telling. And of course I told Mike and Cheyenne. But I didn’t post it on Facebook and I said nothing in my blog. I guess you could say I didn’t so much sit on the information as I sat next to it.
Now the embargo has been lifted and I am allowed to tell everyone and anyone I choose via whatever medium I choose. So I am shouting it from the rooftops and into the blogosphere - MY DAUGHTER SARAH IS PREGNANT!!!! Yes…finally…two years and hundreds of stick pins later I got to hear the words I have been begging to hear from Sarah for years.
I am so thrilled for Sarah and Dusty. After years of honing their parenting abilities on my grand dogs they finally decided to move to the next level. And me - well, I have been waiting patiently for the moment when they decided they were ready to parent a human child.
Well, patiently is probably not exactly the right word. I have been accepting that they weren’t ready to take the big leap into parenthood begrudgingly. I may have been gently nudging them over the years to take the leap. Of course, that is my framing of my behavior. I think if you ask Sarah and Dusty they may have mistakenly taken my gentle nudging as my single-minded, all-encompassing directive. You know, sometimes I really do feel misunderstood.
But it matters not now how we arrived at this point, the importance lies in the fact that we are here - PREGNANT. All is right with the world and joy abounds throughout the family that the eldest child and grandchild in the family is going to experience the joys of parenting; to include the terrible twos, the teenage years and yes – the years of waiting for an adult child to finally reproduce. But hey, I am not bitter.
Regular readers know that I am already a ”glamma” (I may indeed be “grand” but when I hear “grandma” the mental image does not jive with my self-image – so I do what I can to save myself from spending money on therapy – hence glamma – I am okay with putting the glam in grand parenting). I have two beautiful grandchildren – Noah, Jr. and Cortney – in Canada. I don’t get to see them enough which wears on a glamma’s heart. Noah, Jr. and Cortney are the primary reason for my intrigue and interest in autism (see My Heart is on the Spectrum). I can’t wait for Noah, Jr. and Cortney to have a little cousin to love.
I must say though – now that Sarah is pregnant – that I do feel that the universe has acknowledged my dedicated nudging efforts. You see, Sarah’s due date is July 8, 2012 only a few days away from my July 5 birthday. What are the odds???? Believe what you will, but I believe the universe is intent on rewarding me with the best birthday gift ever.
Not that I will have to wait for this birthday gift; oh, no – I will have Sarah jogging around the block on July 4th and I will be having a brand new grand baby on my birthday. What?? Too much?? Gentle nudging people, that is all it is.
Day eight hundred and fifty-three of the new forty – obla di obla da