But almost as great as being a mother myself has been watching my mother be a grandmother, or “GiGi,” to my son. From the moment I told her I was pregnant, she has completely owned her role. She was there for me through every step of my pregnancy, and I don’t know how I would have gotten through the challenges without her.
When a baby is born, so is a grandmother. And on the day Grant was born, my mother blossomed into the world’s greatest grandmother.
I know it is difficult on her not living in the same city, but she has made it a point to see him every weekend since he’s been born. Sometimes we travel to New Orleans, but if not, she comes to Baton Rouge even if just for a few hours to spend time with Grant. And when GiGi visits, I don’t think he gets put down. Ever. But as she likes to tell me, “That’s what GiGis are for!”
It’s not that I’m surprised. She is a fantastic mother and it’s only natural that she is a fabulous grandmother too. But watching it in action is indescribable. The love she has for that little boy surpasses anything I had imagined. I’ve always loved my mom, but seeing her with my son has added an entire dimension to my love and respect. I am beyond blessed to have a mother like her, and Grant is blessed to have such a great GiGi.
On Mother’s Day, and every day, we love you more than you know.