NewToAll

I'm the "birth grandmother." Actually, my daughter is adopted, so I'm not biological. So what? Doesn't change any of the emotions. I've always wanted to be a mom. (I first became a mom when I adopted my son 3 1/2 years ago; he's now 13. And I became a mom for the second time when I adopted my daughter 2 1/2 years ago; she's now 18). Now I'm going to be a grandmother. (How many people can become a first-time mom and then a short 3 1/2 years later a grandmother?!) A miracle. Something I thought could never be for me. The experience of my daughter's pregnancy has included every high and low. The thought of having a baby in our home is thrilling and joyful. An experience I missed with my own children. Something I've always longed for. But here's where putting the needs of this new life ahead of my own asserts itself. This is when my daughter (and I) have to explore the possibility that this home/family may not be the best one for this child. It may be that we must entrust him into the care of a stable, loving family who can nurture him as he grows into the man God desires him to be. A couple who will love him, support him, teach him about life, and provide better opportunities for his future than we can. Then I, like my daughter, will have to grapple with my personal loss and focus on what is best for this baby's future.