Just as with our first granddaughter, we learned of this baby during Birthday Season. Grandpa got a card with a lot of dogs in it and I think it had a gift card in it, but he didn't notice ALL the dogs. The kids had slid a postcard with their dog on it, into the other card. The postcard said "Guard Duty: June 2016." Well, Grandma knew what that meant!
Once again, I loaded the app on my phone that would tell me how big the baby was at any given point. At the twenty week ultrasound, we found out it was a "he." It wouldn't have mattered to me at all, as we are in GirlsRus mode; but I love the little snakes and snails and puppy dog tails as well. Well, he already has the dog!
I realize that it's the first grandchild for the other side of the family (not that it matters, but they'll learn that someday), so I know that in the beginning I will step back a little. They are all very gracious to me and Jerry, but I can see the gleam in their eye.
There is just nothing like being a grandparent! Nothing! Not knowing any other way, I can't imagine being a grandparent without a partner! It sparks a love for my husband like no other!
Because of slightly elevated blood pressure and a holiday weekend, the baby was "encouraged" to come early. My daughter-in-law is a Labor and Delivery RN so she was able to "manage," if that word could be used, her labor. She knew what was needed at each point. I was clueless back in the day! I know they wouldn't give me a second epidural when my son tarried, and I don't know if that is what they did back in the day, or if I COULD have demanded it! We'll never know.
We didn't know the baby's name until we walked in the hospital room. We knew his initials and I hoped they would carry on my son's middle name, which they did. However, he definitely has his OWN first name! He was a little one, but long enough to be able to tell that he will fill out in his time.
His other grandmother held him first, as I did when my daughter gave birth the first time. Then she handed him to me. It's such a miracle to look at that little face. He had the "goop" in his eyes still, so I didn't have a real good look at him. I could see traits of both families in him. He has plenty of dark hair, but that never lasts.
His grandfather wants to make a Red Sox fan out of him, so this will be interesting. The Reds are doing crappy this year anyway.
We didn't stay long, because we know how exhausting it is for the mother, although she was in very good shape! I'll have plenty of time with this guy. I am retired and a professional grandmother (among other things).
Little JRD, you are so loved!