I feel that being a grandparent like a parent was unconditional love
It is. Except, sometimes, the kids parents have a way of getting in between. It would be very difficult for me to see my grandchildren if their mother/father and I were not on speaking terms.
I actually have that particular problem in my future. My son just informed me that his girlfiend is pregnant. It's a bad situation all around. Needless to say, I'm stunned. You'd think 30 year old people would know a little something about birth control, but that's another thread. Anyway, I do not like this girl. We are far different people, and I disagree with her "tactics" when it comes to manipulating my son. She has basically stalked him for the past five years. He saw her as an opportunity to "get even" with his ex, and now she won't let go. Again, that would be another REALLY long thread. I've come to the conclusion that he's the one who has to live with her, and if he can stand her--then I'm happy for him. I still don't have to like her, though.
Anyway, I already know that she will not allow me to be a part of this child's life. At least not in the way I am with my grandson. I MIGHT be allowed to visit on gift-giving occasions. But nothing I do will be exactly right. I can guarantee that were she a member of this board, I would be the topic of many awful MIL stories.
The good thing for me, though, is that I already have a track record as a MIL and a grandmother. I'm really pretty good at both. I don't interfere. I keep my opinions to myself--unless asked. I treat people with respect.
I adore my grandson. He stays with me most of the week as his Mom works second shift. She doesn't get home until after 11 p.m. so he stays here most nights. I take him to karate, I help him with his homework, I play games with him. I arrange play dates. I teach him manners. I get him up and ready for school. I fix him breakfast. I make his dinner. Basically, everything his parents should be doing.
This is the time of my life that I should be pursuing interests other than raising children. I should be giving back by volunteering. I should be making friends by being involved in clubs. I should be growing my business instead of just running it around someone elses schedule. Instead I'm helping to raise my grandson whose father is busy with his new family and whose mother is working just trying to make ends meet.
Am I resentful? Maybe a little. Would I change anything? Not on your life! I love this little boy more than anything. The rewards I get from him are priceless! He informed me today that I am the "funnest Grandma EVER!" He's also told me that I know everything. And he comes to me with questions about life. He still believes in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny--but only for my benefit. We both know he doesn't really believe any more, but he indulges me. I could go on and on about this little person. He's a huge part of my life.
It saddens me that there will be another grandchild with whom I will not have an opportunity to bond. Does that make me a bad grandparent? I guess it would in the eyes of some. That's o.k, though. I know one little boy who thinks I make a terriffic grandma!