Gran? Grandma? Grandiose? Grandiloquent? Which do you think best describes me?Posted by Donna Freedman on Dec 19, 2011 | 56 comments
Great news on the home front: My daughter and her husband are expecting a baby in August.
Some women freak out when they’re told they are soon to be grandmas. They think it means they’re old, or something.
Two thoughts about that:
- You’re young only once but you can be immature forever. (And that is my plan.)
- When my grandmother was my age, she was a great-grandmother.
The pregnancy was planned — just not for a little while yet. They were going to start trying for a baby within the next year. As the old saying goes, “If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.”
Read more about it in Abby’s post, “Oops.”
I’d had a quiet fear that Abby would be unable to conceive due to residual health issues from her near-fatal bout of Guillain-Barre Syndrome. More about that can be found in “You can’t even tell perfect bodies apart.”
Thus I’m delighted beyond the capacity for rational sentences. The tough part for me is not living close enough to offer help and hotdish and, yeah, to spoil the dickens out of the grandbaby. Arizona and I are not a match, however.
So I’ll be looking for discount plane tickets – I plan to use the CheapoAir affiliate widget here on the site – and squirreling away those Amazon gift cards from Swagbucks. After all, I’ll need to buy diapers and maybe Vol. 1 of “The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire” for bedtime reading. Baby geeks R us.