Me......a grandma....funny I don't feel like a grandma. Well, yesterday I did, I could barely walk after spending 14 hours in the waiting room to see my first grandbaby arrive. Bradley Gunner Blake....The most special little fella I've ever seen (looks just like me). Poor honey gave his momma a hard time coming into this world but has been the best baby since then.
I'll never forget Chad just walking into the waiting room, with that silly grin on his face, and grabbing ahold of me, just crying. I asked if the baby was here, he just nodded. I asked is everyone alright, he just nodded again. What a proud daddy he is. I'm so proud of him, myself.
I' don't know if I'll ever get over the disappointment of not being in the room for the delivery. I really wanted to see my first grandbaby take his first breath and cry his first cry. I am glad that I was there to hold him so soon after his birth.
I had told everyone I didn't want to be a grandma until I was 50, but that wasn't my choice. As the time got closer for Sarah to deliver, the more anxious I got.
I went to the hospital to visit them last night. I got to hold him, change him and feed him. He ate really well for Nanny.....better than he did for his momma and daddy. Oh I can't wait for him to come home so I can spoil him rotten. I really stayed too long and kept the new parents up too late. Because I had to work yesterday, I didn't want them to think I didn't want to be there.
I talked to Chad and they all came home today. They were getting ready to take a nap. I have decided to wait until tomorrow night to go play grandma again.
