You’ve gone from Babyhood to Childhood to Womanhood with a few other hoods along the way. Welcome to the greatest Hood of all. Grandmahood!

Maybe you just found out you’re going to be a Grandma or maybe you’re the proud Grandma of fifteen grandkids, but either way I bet you still remember the first thoughts you had the moment you found out you were going to join the greatest club ever…..Grandmahood!

I remember it well. My youngest son, who is also my youngest child, called to tell me he was stopping by my house and bringing me lunch. Now this is the kid who never ever would just bring mom lunch because he missed me. I wish. But long ago I realized that the baby is always the baby and you created the little monster. I knew something was up but I didn’t know if he had rear-ended another car or was making another “career” move. He was always my spoiled rotten problem child, as the youngest is supposed to be, who caused my premature gray hair that cost me a fortune to color. But I wasn’t prepared when he said, “You know that antique high chair you used for us kids? Well we’re going to need it!”  I’m sure I looked like a deer in the headlights as my life passed before my eyes. Playing jacks on the schoolyard, high school proms, college parties, Halloween costumes and room mom.  I thought to myself “You’re going to be a Grandma! You are old!”

When I looked at my son’s face I saw the joy and pride in his smile and tears filled my eyes. Yes, I was going to be a Grandma, but more importantly at that moment, my baby was going to be a daddy. He was happy. He was ecstatically happy. And proud. It wasn’t about me. It was about him. Yes, again, it was about him. But this time he didn’t need mom to fix it when he rear-ended a car, again, or need a place to move because of a loony roommate. Or maybe a short-term loan. Uh huh! He needed mom to be the first one he told he was going to be a daddy.  He needed mom to smile and share his happiness and be proud of him. He needed mom to hug him and let him know I’d always be there for him….and his new family. He needed mom to be happy that for all the soccer games and times I had been there for him, he was giving me the greatest gift of all, my first grandchild. He was giving me something that would last forever and bring me a lifetime of happiness. He gave me Grandmahood.

Grandma Arvey  

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