Monday, March 6, 2017
That's what my grandson says as soon as he sees me. Or hears my voice. I absolutely love that! There is nothing quite so wonderful as being a grandmother (I go by Nonna but willingly take Nananananana...)
Timothy is 16 months. And, I must say, he loves his Nonna a lot. Of course, the feeling is mutual.
Even when Timothy was just brand new baby, holding him was the best stress reliever known to mankind. His big eyes would just stare into mine and I could feel by whole body relax. All worries evaporated as I took him in.
That feeling has not subsided, even though he is not quite so meek and stationary as he was back then. Today, he grabbed my hand and walked me to the door. We went for a walk down the hall, to push the elevator button. When he saw his Mom-Mom walking behind us, he took off "running." This was one of many to-be-experiences Nonna and Me events.
My daughter is now expecting twin girls. Yes. Three babies under the age of 2. There will be no shortage of Nonna-time this summer. And I can't wait! I loved every phase of being a mom - and still do. But being a Nananananana is absolutely splendiferous!
Thank you Two Writing Teachers for letting me share this slice of my life.