My O
I've had grandparents, only three of the genetic 4 but my 3 were exceptional. I recall a great grandmother as well. Not many memories but a do recall sitting in an overstuffed chair out the mountain with her. They were safe, cozy, chill places with them. I never imagined them as "people" really as a child, they were just my NANA and POP and GRAM. I never worried about anything around them, they were a safe haven. Now I am a NANA. Am I possibly a safe haven for My Owen? I want to be his cozy place, his safe place, the place he goes to just be away from whatever everyday thing could be creeping around. Am I able to be that person? I feel too selfish to be anyone elses safe haven, yet when he is near I only want to hold and love him. Kiss his sweet face and smell his baby boy smells. I dont feel like the Nana. I feel like the Mom that happens to have more baby.... from her baby. I see Owen almost every weekday for about 2 hours. He is us...