These were the words that came to me in those delicate, tender moments during our first OB appointment. I’ve never been an overly sentimental, mushy-gushy kind of girl though. I look back now and think of things I should have said…like, “such a precious gift from God” or “what a tiny treasure hidden in the ocean of blessings,” but such whit didn’t come at that moment. The only words I could muster up was “looks like a frog.” That is certainly not a grandmother-of-the-year moment. My kid is all of two minutes pregnant and I have had hundreds of these moments. From the realization that I am no longer the only mommy in the house to discovering just how many emotions the average human can juggle at one time, I have stories to tell. My hope is that I can help other women who are too hot to be grandmas see that they are not alone in the journey to becoming an old lady.