I have had to work hard at not making comparisons - I do it all the time in my head, and they often slip out at unguarded moments. They are truly not helpful!
Having said that, one of the great joys for me of being a grandmother is watching my children dealing with their kids and making decisions and knowing that whatever they decide about their own offspring they will have thought about it carefully, and they have just as much chance as anyone else of making the right decisions.
This doesn't stop me worrying occasionally, but ime there are very few decisions that can have really bad consequences, and in a few years' time, things that seem so important now will be completely forgotten.
That's not to say it's all hunky-dory, though. I occasionally feel upset if I think I'm being excluded - but it's really not up to them to supply whatever it is that is missing from my own life. Much more often I feel very flattered and grateful to be included in what they're doing.
When I look at the busy lives of my children and their partners, I really want to help, but have to be careful. My son explained to me once that me sympathising with my DIL was being taken as a criticism, as if I thought she couldn't cope. She's actually a very capable woman. That was a good lesson for me, as I had no idea she felt like that!
Women try so hard to prove that they are good mothers, and I wish I could tell my DIL I think she's a great mum. I suppose the best way to do that is simply to show her the respect of not questioning what she does with her kids, and following her lead. She will relax in time anyway, but I do seem to make her quite tense sometimes. Not entirely sure why - maybe she just finds me irritating, or she might just wish she could have the time alone with her husband and kids.
Another lesson I have learnt is never to underestimate the effects of sleep deprivation and hormones, and not to take offence if people are snappy and don't want to chat when they are trying to do ten things at once ...
Lurking in the background until needed and only offering to help after 1) looking at what is really needed and being specific; 2) being sure that my motives are truly to help rather than just for me to feel involved, are other lessons I am trying to learn.
Something I think I give to my kids and their partners is the certainty that I am rooting for them and am on their side, and that their children get a lot of love when they are with me.
But - it's a work in progress ... 