As I have mentioned here before, we will soon be grandparents. And just to be clear, it is not the international kids who are having the baby. It is the local kids. :) During the last 8 or so months, I have been pretty chill about it. Excited, but it's just something that has been hard to digest. Am I really old enough? Clearly. Do I know how to do anything but parent? No, but surely we will catch on eventually.
Shouldn't I be getting ready? Don't I need to go buy some diapers or something? Maybe I need to be stocking the pantry so I can cook for them. Maybe I need to stay out of the way.
Yesterday I was told, this event is definitely happening before the end of the month. Most likely much sooner than that. Do I need to pack a bag? Is it rude to go to the hospital and wait? Do they want us to do that? Oh. My. Gosh. I need to charge all my camera batteries. And my iPad. Could be lots of sitting around, and waiting. Or maybe we won't get there in time. The baby isn't being born in our little town.
I need an online class or something ASAP - Grandparenting 101. I'm going to google University of Phoenix right now.
Last weekend we watched a movie and in one scene a dad was holding a newborn. I froze. All this time, I've been thinking, we've got this, we've done it before... but it has been 24 years since the last time we did it. They tell me things have changed. I get it. But also, the more things change, the more they stay the same...
