So, plan is, I’m going to meet my grandchild next May.
Despite impassioned pleas that I couldn’t be a grandfather before I turn 50, my daughter and son-in-law got on with their lives and started a family.
Bonus points to any of you who comment that I look too young to have grandchildren.
Having spent yesterday riding shotgun with eight under fives in the crèche class at Sunday School, all I can say is Margaret is going to have her hands full when it comes time for the pitter-patter of little feet to return to our home on regular basis.
Given that I’ve now become part of that club, I can now by right and by inclination share with you one of my pet minor bug-bears: When people who should know better announce the impending birth of a grandchild (or child for that matter) by saying that they’re going to be grand-parents (or parents) when the child is born.
I generally just congratulate them, but in my heart I always correct them, thinking ‘You’re already a grand-parent, you just haven’t met the child yet.’
Now I’m not in a hurry to feel older, but the human life being knit together in the secret place is already my relation.
It’s not a sentimental choice to regard the baby that way, it’s a fact.
One of my (not so secret now that I’m posting it here) delights last week was being congratulated on being a grand-father now because of something someone remembered me saying in the context of a sermon some time ago.
If all goes according to expectation, I’ll meet my grand-child next May.
I may provide a few more less ranty ruminations on the subject along the way.
In the meantime I’ll start practising my afternoon naps.
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50? My wife was a grandmother at 37. By her 50th next year, she’ll have at least 9 gkids. I’m on track to be a great grandparent before my 60th. All that advice to kids to wait until they’re older to start families is hog-wash. That short term thinking steals your generational pleasure.
you might want to do a google search on names for grandparents so you can decide what you would like to be called…here’s a few ideas tho.. Pa “g”, Big G, poppy, pop, grandad (not my personal fave), papa pastor, pa smooch, pa pushover,. don’t worry too much tho, coz he/she will call you whatever the tongue allows for…