Becoming a grandmother is a wonderful thing if you are ready for it and even if you are not ready to be bestowed with the title. As a grandmother I found out that the job is harder than I imaged. The little people are challenging and competitive and the adult children are more troublesome now than when you raised them yourself. This is a learning lesson that most mothers learn at some point in their life time and its heartwarming and informative for grandmother’s to be. In these pages you can share my journey of the ups and downs of a grandmother and maybe if you are having these same issues you will feel better knowing that we all belong to a club and get the same pouts when we say no to something and use the same psychology when it’s time for bed.
J Elliott-Howard is a native of New York, New York. She holds a bachelor's degree in Business Administration. She has had a successful career in corporate America. A divorced mother of two adult children and a grandmother of three. Enjoys photography and water color painting. She had been known to always see her glass as half-full instead of empty. She had a very interesting way of relating to people and her peers always seem to gravitate to her idealism. She has always been told that she ought to be an author based on her delivery methods of good, bad or indifferent news. She always manages to keep herself and those around centered in thought and action. In addition to writing she runs a blog called Janice's Take On It at www.janiceelliotthoward.com. Her newest project is a podcast called "Thoughts in the Car" that can be found at soundcloud.com/jyhoward or in the iTunes store.
Boy oh boy, the will of this little people takes me to the edge. She is so stubborn to the point of time out is not feasible. She's got enough hutzpah for the both of us.
Being A Grandmother
She has a mind of her own and I love her for it. Kailee wants her way all the time but that is not how life works. It’s a wonder that her arms ever unfold. It seems like every time I look at her she’s got her little arms folded because she is not pleased with what I have asked her to do. You would think that I was requesting that she shovel coal or something the way she reacts. All I want is for her to pick up her damn toys and stop handing me garbage as if I’m a human trash can. Why this causes such protest I’ll never know. Kailee has a hard time listening and following directions. She believes and stresses that things need to go her way.