Reflections On being a Grandma-5 1/2 months later

     So I haven't checked in for awhile. I have been busy-"good" busy Where do I begin to describe what it is like to have a new role, a new name, a new responsibility? I am Nonni- which before the birth of the baby, was a much debated and controversial choice for my title in my family. I couldn't bare the thought of being Grandma Debbie-I know everyone is gasping right about now! But, Really? You can understand that one of us is sufficient for this universe. (And thank goodness she doesn't have a computer). So, I forged into  new territory- Since I love to cook, I love to eat,  and I love all things Italian-why not Nonni? It's as just as lovely as Gigi, Nanna, Bobbi, Grandma, Soffie, Savfta, etc. etc. You get the drift! OK-so FOCUS-back to topic: Being Nonni to my new grandson, Max!
     The feeling is indescribable. I am over the moon with joy! The things and people that used to bother me, annoy me, make me anxious miraculously disappear upon seeing his face. Whether he is sad (which is extremely rare), happy, asleep, screeching, or laughing; each emotion that he elicits is sheer heaven.
    Recently, we had the fortune of this little bundle sleeping over for a few days. I, literally, would lay awake from 5 a.m. in anticipation of hearing his first coos around 7:15 a.m. I would whisper to Pops (who is even more in love with this baby than I am, if that is actually possible) that this is what a child must feel like on Christmas morning awaiting that moment when they can open their gifts. Max is a gift-one that keeps on giving. Being a grandparent is very different from being a parent- and for me, it is soooooo much more fun. Not better, but more fun. Raising children and doing it well, is a serious business filled with joy, drama, stress, conflict, and hopefully when you are done, a lot of success. You need to work at it every second, and then pray a whole lot that you have created sensitive, kind, mature, creative, intelligent, thoughtful, and successful individuals that will add something to this world. And then you have to be lucky......I was/We were!
     Now, as a first time grandparent, it is completely a different ballgame. Sure you worry, but realistically, I know that my grandson has two brilliant parents that will worry better, and if they don't always know the answers, they will figure out how to find them. I have total confidence that they are up to the task.
After all, look at what this amazing couple created-the most wonderful, baby in the world. Ok, maybe I am prejudiced and all grandparents think that about their grandchildren! Truly this child is beyond special and joyous and fantabulous and gorgeous. So, for now I will take pleasure in watching his parents do the hard work.
And Pops and Nonni will relax, enjoy our time with him, and look forward to watching this little boy evolve into a person who will become as spectacular as his parents.