A year ago I was planning a series of posts on Baby Watch, 2012. I wrote about the trip up to wait the arrival of our grandson. It was a fun time, the weather was much too hot to have fun outside, but we did manage to tour Gettysburg for three days and we did take several walks with our family in the D.C. area.
The baby was born and I went on with my posting. Last week I began to think about this time last year. I thought of the posts and smiled to myself. The baby watch became baby watching. We have loved watching him grow this year.
He was an alert baby from the start. His bright eyes captured our hearts immediately. He seemed to smile sooner than I remember my own children smiling. His smile is so heartwarming, and contagious. Yes, I know, I am gushing, but he is so easy to gush over.
He has grown so much and with each visit via Skype, he changes. He smiles and babbles on. I know he is talking to me and telling me about his adventures with his Nana. Nana watches him each morning while my daughter teaches preschool. They share wonderful adventures and he loves to tell me about them.
He has eight teeth (at least I think that is the count now). He smiles and you see them and have to laugh. He loves to eat his fruit and veggies and recently he discovered the wonderous joy of carnitas (homemade, of course). I guess he could not get enough of the pork pieces.
He is starting to venture out in walking now. He has taken a couple of steps on his own, but with his quick smile, he realizes he is not just ready yet and reaches out for someone close by.
We get to visit him soon. I am anxious for this, and keep checking the calendar to make certain it’s still only June. I have another month and a few days to go before we leave, and time is just not going fast enough for me to be there.
The baby watch will go on, I am afraid. I will watch him until my eyes no longer work. He will always be our little baby grandson. He will always have that joy that infects our hearts with laughter. A year ago, I thought I knew how I would feel when I saw him. I was so wrong. I thought I would be happy and joyful. I was that, but this is so much more. People warned me about being a grandparent. I thought they were exaggerating. Again, wrong!
I am so thankful for this gift in our life. He teaches me so much when I see him and hold him. Lessons I am learning can’t be put into words though. I look at him and see the glory of God, for he is our precious gift from God. I see a life starting to unfold. A life beginning, a life ready to learn and explore and touch. Through his eyes I see the beauty of a tree, the wonder of a cloud and the adventure of walking around a coffee table.
I feel the release to squeal with laughter over any accomplishment. The delight to wave hello to people. The freedom to give kisses on those you love. These are lessons I needed to relearn. I am so glad the Lord provided such a wonderful teacher in our little grandson. Yes, I will continue with the baby watch… and will drag you, my dear blogging friends along with me.
Thanks for stopping by, I appreciate it. DAF