My daughter informed me three nights ago, that she is pregnant. I told her that she did not disappoint me. I lied.
I was disappointed that at her age, mistakes just shouldn't happen. I was disappointed that the father of the child is not even so much as a "steady" boyfriend (just someone she started seeing two months ago). I was disappointed because she is single, and may be raising this child (her first) without any help from the father. I was disappointed because I expected her to be stronger and wiser than me. I guess that is what it all boils down to, that I expected more "smarts" out of her than this!!!! I have not been able to be overjoyed about it yet.
Truth is, it is not, as the kids say today, MY drama. It is my daughter's. SHE is the one who will have fingers pointed at her, in surprise, for the girl who rarely even has a boyfriend, and who is 34 years old, is having a child!!!! How did THAT happen???? SHE is the one who cried when she told me, "I always swore that I would never have a child till I was married, because I knew what it felt like to grow up without my daddy's love. I didn't want to ever do that to a child!!!" SHE is the one who has to quit smoking, stop drinking so much soda, and make some life changes. SHE is the one who will have to raise this child, and have worries and struggles that all parents have, and perhaps, have them all alone.
I know she is not the first to become pregnant out of wedlock. And I know that the Lord will make plans for this child, and it may be a great example of godliness. And I know that I will be overjoyed soon.
Until I am, I just pray that the father of my grandchild will be a man of integrity, and will "step up to the plate" and BE THERE for this child. I pary that my daughter will have a healthy baby, and that she will remember her very own words to me, which she said BEFORE she got the results of the pregnancy test........."either way, whether I am pregnant, or whether I 'm not, God is trying to tell me something, and I better listen."
AMEN to that one, my dear child. |