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I'm Going To Be A Grandma!

I received the most exciting news this week! Our son and daughter in law are expecting a baby! By early July, I will be cuddling my very first grandchild! This baby will be the 1st great grandchild for my husband’s parents and the 40th  great grandchild for my parents. I’m calling him/her “Baby 1-40” for now until we have a better name.

This grandma thing is going to be great! The excitement builds each day. The girls and I found instructions online to make chew toy necklaces, so mommy can be both stylish and provide teething fun at the same time. There are visions of cuddling, ice cream, slip n slides, games, puzzles and so much more dancing in my head. There are so many fun things I want to do with my grandchildren (I started an idea file years ago).

Though I have been borrowing young children for some time now so I would be all practiced up when the time came, I feel it’s just not the same really being a grandma. This granny thing is all new for me. Think of all the ways a grandma adds to a child’s life; these are big shoes to fill.  Being a grandma is not all fun and spoiling games. You’ve seen the t shirts, “If mom says no, go ask Grandma” or “What happens at Grandmas stays at Grandmas”  While humorous and cute, I know in my heart there is so much more to being a grandparent.

 Grandma Lois knew this. She taught her daughter Eunice who taught her son Timothy. 2 Timothy 1:5 says that the sincere faith that Timothy had first lived in Lois and then in Eunice.  That’s the real purpose of grandparenting. Mixed in with all the kisses and spoiling, I really want to pass on a sincere faith. I want to place a good deposit in my grandchildren’s hearts. A deposit of sincere faith, of a godly life, of correctly handling the word of truth to continue on in what they have learned. (see 2 Timothy 1:14; 3:12, 14)
 
All that has to live in me first. There is more preparation for me to do, and it involves more than shopping for adorable Onesies and a Bumbo. It’s so easy to let all the pink and blue in the stores distract me from the real goal. I think I will begin with prayer.
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  1. AnonymousTue Nov 29, 12:58:00 PM 2011

    There really isn't words that describe what it is to be a grandma, I would not trade it for anything. I love most of all that my kids let me love on my grandchidren when ever I wanted. I always wanted to be an extension of what the mom and dad said. A very special blessing and I am so happy to be on the journey too. I love you so much. Mom

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  2. Sharon @ Hot PursuitTue Nov 29, 04:19:00 PM 2011

    You are a model Grandma! I feel so blessed our kids had such awesome grandparents who loved the Lord and modeled it to them. I love you too, Mom! thanks!

    -Sharon

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