My beautiful mother had 3 girls. I suppose she thought at some point she’d have grandchildren and it would be time to pass the gauntlet. I suppose she thought each of us girls would have children in order.
But the truth of the matter is, I’m the youngest of her 3 girls and I had her first and second grandchildren, both girls. My middle sister had her third grandchild, another girl. Then I had her fourth and fifth grandchildren, another girl and our first boy. Of course I did bring 2 step kids into the mix too so I was over fertile, even by marriage. She handed the gauntlet. Her kids were grown. It was time for her to just be a grandmother at that point, and she was happy to do it.
I knew at some point I would have to do the same thing. I have six kids and I can’t keep having them forever (insert huge sigh here knowing that Bubby will turn 5 in October). But it is what it is and I always knew it would happen. I figured all of my children would be older by then. But then again when you have children spanning from the ages of 24 all of the way down to 4, I guess you just never know.
My “big” girls are growing up, meanwhile I have one going into 1st grade and one that won’t even enter Kindergarten until next fall. I’m still the mom of young kids, babies even!
My big (baby) girls are 24 and 19. They’re gorgeous and they are proud big sisters, and I’m a proud momma. That’s enough right? I suppose the oldest will be a mom before long. I should get prepared to pass the gauntlet.
B and I are ready to be grandparents some day. When the babies are grown that is. But guess what? The babies won’t be grown before that happens.
Nope. My #2 is going to be a mommy in December. There, I said it. I wasn’t trying to hide it. I’m just superstitious and announcing these things too early makes me nervous. Like I’m jinxing things. But she’s far enough along now that I can tell you. I will be a Mimi and B will be a Poppy. Why those names? Because it makes me sound younger and him sound older (which makes me giggle for so many reasons). Give me this. I’m passing the gauntlet and hanging on to what I can through my excitement.
And by that time, my Bug will be a 7 year old aunt, and my Bubby will be a 5 year old uncle. I assume they will think this new little minion is their little sister although they won’t see her as much as we’d like. I’ll let them think what they want until they get a little bit older and understand it more. They’ll get it in a couple years and think it’s really cool. So do I.
I’m actually glad I get to hand over this coveted gauntlet when I’m young enough to enjoy it. I’m glad my babies will be around for years to come to watch their little niece grow. I’m proud of my daughter for the woman that she has become. I just wish we were closer in proximity so we could all enjoy this together on a daily basis.
Our family has an odd dynamic, but it works for us. I’ll be the mother of a preschooler and a Mimi all at the same time. What more could you ask for in life?