Today is a perfect day to talk about change. On this day in 1973, I became a mom. I was scared and exited at the same time. No one can ever explain the changes a baby will make in your life. I was young and naive and ready to face the new challenges.
I no longer was able to sleep or eat when I was hungry. Instead my needs became secondary to my child. I was grateful for the gift from G-d. Birthday’s came and changed my baby into a toddler, a child, a teen, a college student, an adult, a coworker, a teacher, and a mom herself.
I have lived through her changes with love in my heart. I was thinking today about my mother’s reaction to the birth of my first born. She was excited and couldn’t focus on her job. I can understand her angst about a young wife and mother taking on the responsibility of a newborn. But she was overjoyed with this new addition to our family.
When my first born gave birth to her baby I drove the 8 hours to be there for her. I was with her until they wheeled her into surgery for an emergency C section. I actually saw her baby before she did. This was my fourth grandchild and each baby added to our family brought such joy along with many changes.
My baby is 47 today. She lives her life on her terms. She is raising her child in a world very different from the one I raised her in. Many of the changes have been good ones, but realistically not all.
I have to wonder what it will be like when I am a great grandma. How many changes will take place between now and then?