Right this very moment I’m so freaking excited I don’t know what to do with myself. I just finished a facetime call with my daughter and she’s gonna let me bring Lukah home with me when we leave from her place in TN after our visit this coming Thursday. Greg agreed to take me to visit her and her family in WaterTown, TN, for my 40th on the 7th.
My husband has told me since we’ve been together that a love for a grandchild is way different from the love you carry for your children. Back when I first heard him say this to me I thought he was so full of shit. In my head I was like: How could I love another child more than I love my own children? Well, let me say this now. He was absolutely correct. Never in my imagination did I ever think I could Live another child as much as I do my own, but I do. I love this lil man more than life itself. I didn’t understand, or couldn’t understand, his meaning when he told me that because I wasn’t a grandma yet. Now though, I am. And I’m head over heels in love with Lukah. I now know what being a grandparent is all about.
My daughter has gave me the most joy in making me a grandma even though I’m just turning 40 on July 7th. Tomorrow to be exact. I just never realized I’d ever be this excited over someone else’s child as I was my own. But I am. It’s absoluetly the best kind of love ever. It’s better because I can spoil him rotten and then send him back home to his momma. And I get to be the one to save him if momma is being mean or he gets in trouble for maybe not listening when she tells him to say example, clean his room ((which I totally see him making his momma pay for her raising)) like she used to always get in trouble for.
He kicks his legs all day long, especially when he’s taking his bath. I told her he can’t wait to officially use them things to take off running. She wholeheartedly agreed with me.
I just can’t stress enough how excited I am that she’s allowing me to bring him back home with me and Greg. I haven’t even told him the wonderful news yet. He loves lil man so much. And I swear no one will ever see my husband as happy as when he’s holding his grandbaby.
Alas, it wasn’t meant to happen for us to have a baby together. God has His reasons for it. Yes, I wanna question why so bad, but I never asked. Some things are better left unknown. I’m choosing to believe that was one of those things.
But I can’t wait to start our journey tomorrow going to TN, after my appointment at the clinic.
GG’s coming Lukah! Oh, Pawpaw is too.