Well, we are two weeks into this new experience of actually being a Grandparent. What can I say? So far it has been GREAT! You have probably read some of Jeremy’s posts about the birth experience and the days that followed, but I would like to add some thoughts.
When we had our kids, 26 and 30 years ago, I felt a little “cheated” because I grew up in the black-and-white TV days when dads were pictured as waiting in the “Fathers’ Waiting Room” for a nurse (typically) to come in and say, “It’s a boy!” (or girl, as appropriate). The babies were always healthy, and half the time, the father fainted. The other half of the time, he passed out cigars to the other waiting fathers.
That “cheated” feeling came because I found myself staring into my wife’s eyes and blowing into her face to encourage her to BREATHE (he he ha, he he ha, and so forth). I was soon rewarded by the sound of our baby crying and my wife smiling up at me and saying, “I could do that again.” So much for the “Fathers’ Waiting Room”!
Flash forward, and it is MY son with HIS wife entering transition. And the nurse came in and kicked us all out! Thirty years ago, in the same hospital, we had my mother-in-law and one of my wife’s friends in the room taking pictures, but for whatever reason that was no longer a option. And we were relegated to the hallway outside of the maternity ward.
So there were two doors between us and the exciting event. But we still heard the baby’s cries. That was a moment I will NEVER forget.
So far, I’ve got to say, grandparent-hood has much to recommend it. But I’ll save some of that for later posts.