Being a dad is the best job I’ve ever had. You’ve no idea how under-qualified you are until you’re thrown into the deep end, and all you can do is muddle through until you find your feet and get into the swing of it. One thing’s for sure, no matter how many times you think you’ve got it sorted, those little buggers hit another stage in their development, and it’s all change once again.
When all’s said and done though, what could possibly top being a dad?
Well I reckon being a Grandparent is going to be even more epic, and I’m looking forward to it for all the following reasons.
Hindsight is a gift, do it better.
No matter how well my son turned out, there were things I could’ve done better, and some of these niggle me. Being a Grandpa will allow me to contribute in a meaningful way having learned from my mistakes. It’s a second chance in a way, to get things right. Being financially secure, having more free time, and being less stressed will certainly help, and were all a factor at times when I look back.
You get validation.
One of the best things about your kid growing up is those moments when they get frustrated over something seemingly small, but which nevertheless triggers an understanding of where you were coming from all those times you got upset. It’s those eureka moments when they look at you, and say “Shit, now I know why such and such pissed you off so much”.
Nothing is going to provide me with as much validation, or them with as much realisation, as him becoming a parent. I just know it’s going to be a joy. I won’t milk it much.
It’s a part time gig.
I’ll love the little buggers for sure, and cherish every moment with them. But at the end of the day, I’ll get to give them back, crack open a bottle, and chill the hell out without having to be on call. Perfect!
You can reel out all your old stories.
Being a Grandpa comes with a licence to tell tall tales and regale a completely fresh audience with all your old stories, without anyone moaning “not again!”
You can behave badly, and get away with it.
I have no doubt that my son will take the role of parent seriously, and devote himself completely. But that doesn’t mean that I can’t be a something of a bad Grandpa, at least a little bit, and help his kids get up to mischief. Also being older means I don’t really care what anyone thinks any more, so am immune to judgement. Truth be told I’m a kid at heart and can’t wait for a couple of mini co-conspirators to rope into my schemes; let mayhem ensue.