Our first grandson was born last week. I am so pleased to announce he is healthy and beautiful. Though smaller than everyone anticipated, 6 lbs 19", he has reached into our hearts and stolen them.
Everyone has always said being a grandparent is a wonderful experience. It has been for many years. You see, my husband and I have six grands from his children and four adopted grandchildren - ten total. I love each and every one of them. They are all very special. They all call me "Gramma". They have other grandparents geographically and emotionally closer. We aren't as prominent in their lives as we'd hope to be.
As special as they all are - Taten is our first grandchild - the product of our marriage and one of our children. With Taten, I'm not Dad's wife. I'm not the 'other Grandma' or "also". I don't have to stand in the shadows. I am Gramma! It is a wonderful feeling. I look into his little face and think - wow! This little person will be someone to tell stories, read books, teach songs, make cookies, take walks and share secrets. He's our grandson! We are so blessed.