"How does it feel to be a Grammy?"

I’ve been asked this several times and tried to answer this question to one dear friend.
I’ll try to answer again.
When I heard the news that Jenny’s water broke I felt like a “mom”. I just needed to be beside her as quickly as possible. Seeing the tears of concern in both Jenny and Joel’s eyes made me respect the calm courage they both displayed through the difficult reports that followed. Watching Jenny through her c-section, watching Joel comfort her, watching my two grandchildren appear and be whisked away brought a whole new feeling. I wanted to protect Jenny and I wanted to be on the other side of the window that they handed Millie and Sam through. While watching Jenny recover and try to visit these two little people I wanted to protect her. What if there was more pain ahead? It didn’t take long for me to realize I was not in control of any of this and I was going to have to trust the One that was.
Are you wondering when I’m going to answer the question??? Every time I lift the blanket that covers the incubator and catch that first glimpse of Millie or Sam, I cry. They have been the most beautiful babies I’ve ever seen (next to my very own). When I think of leaving the same city they are in, I cry. When I watch Joel or Jenny hold them, I cry. When the nurse asked if I wanted to take their temperature and change their diapers I did not hesitate one second and I did not cry. When I looked at Sam yesterday and could see Joel Jr. in his little face, I smiled. And when I look into Millie’s eyes and see Joel Hunt, well, it makes it hard to have a serious conversation with Joel H. because all I can see is Millie. I love them with a fierce love and I think that’s what it feels like to be a “Grammy”. I just had to go through a few more emotions to get there.