This comes as a complete surprise to me. I discovered I am in love.
It happened over the last few months. It started very slowly. I was very resistant. I was trying my hardest not to let it happen but it snuck up on me. Then my granddaughter was born and it became harder to resist.
When the first week I babysat was over I knew it happened. When the weekend came and I wasn't going to babysit I actually offered to watch her on Saturday so her mom could get some chores done. That's when I knew I was truly smitten.
You see, I am an avowed anti child person. I really, really dislike kids. I always have. I remember vividly that day I was about 12 years old. On that day my parents welcomed a new family into our apartment building. My dad was in the army and my parents were the new family's sponsors. While the adults had coffee and cake and got to know each other my mom asked me to take the new family's baby and keep him occupied. Me? What do I know about kids except what I learned from my little brother who really annoyed me? I took the proffured baby and before I even took one step he started screaming at the top of his lungs. I looked pleadingly at my mom and the baby's mom quickly took him back. I don't like little kids and he must have sensed it.
Okay, I can put up with them now and be nice in person, but I'm not a fan of children.
When my daughter first informed me that she was expecting I was a little nervous. I didn't have too much of a problem with my own kids because, after all, they are mine. Everyone told me that grandkids are way better and I tried to believe that. It was hard for me. So in order to make it a little more acceptable to my anti kid brain I pretended that I was waiting for a new puppy. I know, that sounds kind of callous. But that is honestly how I dealt with it.
Now I can say this is more than puppy love. Now I'm glad I'm a Gramma!