On the list of things I was worried about when I held my baby, introducing my child to my parents was towards the bottom. In fact, I didn't really think about it until mom and dad were about to walk through the door. In that moment, though, the gravity of the situation hit me and I was so nervous for them to meet their first grandchild. Suddenly I felt all this pressure, which is definitely why I had more than a few terrifying thoughts when I introduced my baby to my parents. Yes, a thought or two had to do with my child's bodily functions. Hey, poop happens, I just didn't want the moment "ruined" if poop happened all over the glowing grandmother and grandfather.
I didn't get to introduce my parents to my baby in the hospital when she was just hours old, like most of my friends did. Instead, because my partner and I adopted our daughter, I got to introduce my parents to my baby by surprise via Skype after my partner and I had met her when she was just 3-days-old. I honestly can't remember what we said to my parents that night, but we were told our daughter existed no more than six hours prior so it's safe to say we were in shock just as much (read: more) than my parents were.
When my parents finally got to meet my daughter in person, she was almost 4-weeks-old and it couldn't have been a more surreal experience. I had dreamed of that moment for many years, so it was incredible to realize that it was finally coming true. It was also kind of strange that, in the middle of that touching moment, all I could focus on was my daughter's diaper and whether or not it was clean. Tell me I'm not the only one, will you?