More and more grandparents are raising their grandkids. It’s become the norm in so many households. I, however, raise my grandson as a “son,” and he calls me “mom.” The joys of raising my grandson are all worth it! It doesn’t matter if you raise your grandkids as grandkids or like me, like my son, it matters that they are loved and wanted.
I wrote this story back in April of 2014 and have since been truly blessed even more that our little Brody. He will be ten years old next month, and continues to be happy, healthy, and full of energy! Read on to see the present day of our gift from God.
The Joys of Raising Brody
Brody is now four years old and growing up so fast. He is my life, and my son Johnny lives through him. There’s not a day goes by that I don’t think of my son up in heaven and how I’m going to tell Brody all about him. Some think, perhaps, we should have begun telling Brody about his life from the start, but we didn’t. My husband and I will one day sit Brody down and tell him everything that we think he needs to know “at that time” and nothing else. Today, he knows us only as Mommy and Daddy.
Anyways, I wasn’t going to go there – I want to express my feelings about Brody here and to tell all grandparents that are raising their grandchildren or soon will be that it’s the best feeling in this whole wide world. The best is yet to come. We get to watch this child become a caring young man and grow into this world with his abilities to make his future whatever he wants it to be. That’s amazing right there!!
The Joys of Brody
So many memories we’ve endured with our little one already. Brody came to us weighing not even 5 lbs. In the first year of his life, I practically catered to him the whole time.
I heard every breath he took.
I was there with every whimper he made. Rocking a baby never felt so good.
Sports are upon us now, and Tracy and I are lucky in that we get to be those proud parents sitting in the bleachers watching our little one having the time of his life. Actually, not yet – not in T-Ball. They informed us that this sport is “your” sport too. You’ll be playing also! Okay, with us!
We’ve got way more plans for Brody Elliot. I know I know, he’s not even in school yet, and we are planning his college career. Oh, Lord, help me to slow down with this grandma’s process. But please hurry before menopause takes over my body!!!
Awe, the joys of raising my grandson continues.
Time sure does fly. I can’t believe Brody will be ten years old next month. The joys of raising him have changed my life and for the good. Except when my hot flashes arise – then I have to tell him to leave the room or leave me alone for a minute. Other than menopause creeping up on my life has been good.
We have had to deal with Brody’s lack of focus in school and may have to resort to putting him on medication if he falls behind in school where he can’t keep up. But that’s our last option and certainly one we don’t want to do, unless necessary.
Brody started as a Tiger in Cub Scouts and is now a Webelo. He loves it, and his Pack does a lot of fun stuff.
Brody also has found the sport he loves. His dad and I couldn’t be any more proud of him as we are today. Brody strives hard to be the best archery, and he has entered one tournament this year, where he did well. We will see where this takes him.
We continue to be a blessed family.
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