Heading to Japan

In a very short time, my husband, our girls, and I will be heading for Japan to meet Kiko, my new and only granddaughter.  Most grandparents experience this moment a bit sooner than international grandparents.  Quite often, they can even visit the hospital when the baby is born.  It’s not quite the same for those of us whose children choose to live outside of their native countries.

Kiko will be five months old when we arrive in Japan.  I’ve had five months of loving this beautiful little girl from afar.  I’ve watched her coo, smile, giggle, and cry, and even scoot her way across the floor without using her arms, thanks to video chats on What’s App.  I end every call with “Grandma loves you, Kiko.”

But to hold her in our arms, feel her soft baby feet, smell her luscious baby scent — these elusive moments are finally upon us.  My heart has been aching for this since before she was born, and I’m a bit terrified.  Will she like us?  Will we frighten her?  Will she let us hold her, kiss her, treasure her?  Will she cry?   Will she love us back?  Will she understand English?

For now, my family and I are packing our suitcases, preparing gifts for our Japanese family, confirming reservations, and making plans for what to do when we arrive in Japan.  I’ll be armed with lots of baby books and baby clothes for Kiko.  And I am experiencing the sweet anticipation of holding family in my arms.

We will be there soon, and I can hardly wait.  Grandma loves you, Kiko!

© Maryanne Zawlocki – The International Grandma