Parenthood is something that most people really do not get until they are there. Even if you did some heavy lifting with the raising of a sibling for some reason, or you were a nanny or babysat a lot of children, you just do not have that exact bond with your own child. I totally get not desiring children. I wanted zero and my husband wanted four, and when all was said and done we had four of them, one at a time, with plenty of time to not press onward, but when you have already stepped off that cliff, you are beyond the point of heading back. Yes, every child is one more human to get you up at night, strike fear in your heart time and time again, and who is your responsibility to get to adulthood. But the feeling of parenthood is no stronger as more children enter your life. You are or you are not, and there is no in between, at least for me.
As we are about to have another grand child this summer, I am thinking that it is the same thing with grandparenthood. The first time is a huge plunge, a brand new way to be in the world, and once it happens, your heart is forever changed by it. More is probably better, but I am still relishing the grandparent experience.
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