Subtitle: Thank Goodness for Video Technology
Recently hubby and I took a “Spring Break” while our teacher son (the twins’ father) was on school break. We took the opportunity to make the dreaded trek from Virginia up Interstate 95 to New Jersey where our younger son, his wife and their daughter (Lacey) live.
It had been three months since we saw them, which is a blink of the eye for us, but when you’re five months old, like Lacey, it’s three-fifths of your life! So I wasn’t expecting her to...
When my son and daughter-in-law first shared the news they were expecting twins, they said, “We’re going to need your help.”
I thought, Well, yeah, who wouldn’t? I didn’t allow myself to dwell on what that meant, happy to live in the pre-birth moments of anticipatory joy. Besides, I knew my husband and I would do whatever we could to help after the babies were born.
Then a friend of mine, also an expectant grandma, told me about a grandparenting class that was offered by a hospital near her. “...
Before we move forward, a tale of how our kids duped us! (Although to be honest, it doesn't take much to dupe me!)
It was late December 2023. My older son called -- a rarity since he usually texts -- asking if he and his wife could stop over. He said they had purchased something techie for us for Christmas, and she wanted to set it up for us. (She's really good at that stuff.)
"Of course," I said. "Come on over whenever you want. We're home."
It wasn't long before they arrived, box in hand. As...
As a mom to two brilliant and successful sons who are married to wonderful (brilliant, accomplished, lovely) women, I’d been wanting a grandchild for a long time. I’ve never been one to push my wants on others, though, so I kept my wishes private (at least with my kids), and prayed that if it was their choice and God’s will, to bless my children with children of their own.
Flash forward…I am now the grandma to twin girls, born to our older son and his wife in July 2024 – I’ll call them Lilah...