Being a grandma is like being given a second chance to enjoy the experiences of watching babies grow and playing with them, those precious moments which most working mums missed out on when their own children were young as they were busy working.
Some grandparents would beg to differ as they feel that they've done their part bringing up their children and to look after grandchildren would take more than they can give, of their energy and their time. This is true but one has to weigh the pros and cons and make the decision to either become actively involved or keep their distance. Sometimes there is no choice as the distance can be geographical as in my case.
Thus the days that I have with my baby grandson are very precious. His waking hours are a real joy as he can now interact more and the gurgles he makes are sweet music to my ears. Giving him his feed, burping him and rocking him to sleep brings me pleasure.
Anyone who has cuddled and rocked a baby will know this special feeling.
I have been playing with him and telling him stories. There is a particular book which he likes and he gets excited when he sees a particular picture. It is a brown squirrel with a bushy tail.
I'm back home, having left with a heavy heart. News that he is unwell sends me into the dumps as I worry about him and
imagine his discomfort as he struggles through coughs and a blocked
nose. Even when he doesn't poo gets me worried.
Since he arrived in my twilight years, I dare say that I will not see him grow into manhood or even into a teenager, like my other two grandchildren who are now teenagers, bless them. They have also left home to study in another country.
So I'm planning a project which will record the stages of my grandson's growth. I will include the photographs and videos and of course I will speak to him. I'm not sure if it will be a digital album as I'm a tech dummy. I have yet to learn how to create a video incorporating photos and a voice over. Help!!
This is what I plan to do and God willing, I hope there will be enough time to do it. I would like him to know his grandmother when he is old enough to read and understand. I want him to know how much he has enriched my life.
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