Last night, I was going through the notes in my phone trying to determine what my post would be about this week. My nearly three and a half granddaughter saw the studious look on my face and asked “Ma, what’s wrong”? I responded, “I’m trying to figure out what I want to write about”. Her response was, “Write about me”, and then she gave me one of her big hugs with a big ole grin on her face. So, this week’s blog will be about her.
Jordyn-Marie was born nearly three and a half years ago. There were complications during childbirth and my daughter’s obstetrician told me after everything was said and done that “we could have lost them both”. Every single time that I think about that night, I get teary-eyed because I realize just how blessed I am to have them both here with me today.
Where do I begin with a child who is so wise beyond her years? Jordyn-Marie is so intuitive and discerning, and often keys into your moods and facial expressions because she watches every single thing that you do. Her daycare provider has said on multiple occasions that she is “gifted”.
I know I’m biased, but I feel as though she is the funniest kid ever. The things that she comes up with keeps me doubled over in laughter. Trust me, when I tell you that you will never have a dull moment when she’s around. LOL! One day, I felt that she had called me a million times — she kept saying “mama” over and over again. Finally, I said to her “Jordyn-Marie, please stop calling me”. She changed it to “gram, gram, gram”, which is what I wanted her to call me in the first place. I just laughed and shook my head. There was another occasion wherein I asked her, “Who’s gram’s favorite girl”? She said, “I’ll tell you tomorrow”, and she was done with the subject. I could only laugh as we had done this many times in the past, and she would always respond, “me” or point to herself and smile.
Not only is she funny, but very caring and giving as well. If she’s got something, she is going to share even if it’s my stuff. I often ask her, “How can you share my things”? She just laughs and continues to do her thing of “giving”.
Jordyn-Marie loves to assist in the kitchen and always drags the chair from the table to the counter to help stir, shake or whatever she is allowed to do. Thank God, I can wash my chair pads because they are usually covered in whatever we’re doing.
She has many talents: singing, choreographing her own dance moves, playing soccer (her version), throwing the ball (boy, does she have an arm), and is great at taking pictures. In fact, she had taken some pictures of my best friend one day who told her to stop because she wasn’t sure if she’d figure out a way to upload them to Facebook. Trust me, she has caught some not so “desirable” pictures of me as she is always looking to capture her next subject. LOL!
Several months ago, some of the women who attend my church got together for lunch at one of my “sister’s” houses. We ate and talked, and as we ended, we held up our mirrors, looked in them and said “Gurl, you got it going on”. Jordyn-Marie ran around doing that for about a month afterwards. It’s important for us to teach our young girls that they matter, and that they are somebody. We have to build their self-esteem while they’re young, so that they realize their self-worth and not spend years as an adult trying to figure it out all. I am forever telling her that she’s intelligent, beautiful, and loved.
In the short time, that she has been on earth she has bought so much joy and laughter to my life and to those that she comes in contact with. However, the flip side of the coin is that she is definitely a spitfire, and has no problem saying what’s on her mind. She truly gets that from her mother. Oh, yes! I remember saying to my daughter what my mother said to me when I was growing up, “I can’t wait until you have children so they can do the things to you that you’ve done to me”. Now, mind you, I did things as a child, but my issue was mainly stubbornness. Jordyn-Marie, on the other hand, is starting out mighty young. Her mother looks at her and then looks at me as she tries to figure out what to do with her. I’ve told her, she is you; she just started out much younger.
I never would have imagined that being a grandparent is totally different from being a parent, but it is. It’s really a great feeling and I’m sure most of you grandmothers would agree.
I’m glad I took Jordyn-Marie’s advice this week, and hope that you guys enjoy!
Have a great rest of the week, and enjoy your weekend.
By the way, can you tell that I’m just a “wee bit” proud to be a grandmother?