3 generations under one roof

 My grandson John is on the final hours of being an infant, with ten hours left to go until he was born a year ago. I find myself getting somewhat misty here, perhaps more then I should be, but it has been a wonderful year for him.   Ray and I found out within minutes of my daughter getting a positive EPT test. It was a special time that I was able to share with my daughter and my boyfriend at the same time. 

When my daughter announced she was pregnant with John’s older sister Alexis almost five years ago she was just 16. I got mad and told her to get out, while my husband told her to go to her room, yes he grounded her. My response was not much better I admit it. I was angry she had gotten pregnant on purpose after losing another baby when she was fifteen.  Her first baby was still born as the result of a cord accident nine weeks before her due date. I was angry my daughter would get pregnant again as quick as a teenager.

I was there when my daughter gave birth to all of her children. I could not imagine giving birth to a dead baby. However, my daughter did what she needed to do, and even picked out the burial outfit, while she was calmly doing this I had tears streaming down my face. When she gave birth to Alexis my daughter turned purple and needed oxygen, and my first words when I seen Lexi turning her head as she emerged I yelled its alive Amber. Until Lexi was born we did not know she was a girl, and after Kylie is was hard to get excited about Lexi.  Man I have spoiled her since she was born though.

Then Amber got pregnant for John and I was proud and excited. I asked Ray how it felt to have a grandson before his only child even hit puberty. Ray He was as excited as I was, and we shopped for John from the moment we knew he was a boy when my daughter was only four and a half months along.  When Amber went into Ray sat by the phone, when John slid out just before 6:30 on October 1 2007, I quickly snapped a photo and sent it to Ray who came right over. Ray held Johnny before Amber’s father did, and Johnny and Ray bonded so fast.

When my daughter returned to work, I was the baby sitter, and since I working all night working anyways I often take care of him when he is wake for a bottle or a diaper change.  When he took his first steps a few months ago, he walked that first step from his momma to me.  He is too funny when he chases my daughter or his big sister, and laughs even louder when they turn around and chase him.

Now in less then 10 hours he is going to be one year old.  Man where did the last year go, it seems to have gone by in the blink of an eye.