The untold horrors of grandparenting

I became a Grandmother on June 21, 2013.
I was told that this was going to be a wonderful experience and that I will have the time of my life with a grandchild around, that was such a lie!!

My daughter, a high school graduate, Veteran of the Army and the mother of my only grandson came home carrying her pillow with tears in her eyes after the baby's daddy told her that she was lying about her sonogram results, so I take in my pregnant daughter in February of 2013.
I was so supportive, while she was so proud that completing her requirements for state assistance were just to burdensome for her to complete, so financial assistance I also provided. To make sure that she had everything that she need I invited everyone we knew to her baby shower and she received anything that she would need for the next two years of the child's life.

My daughter so manipulative with the things she says makes plans with me about labor and delivery, not wanting anyone at the hospital so that she can bond with the new baby, and all the plans that she had for the future.
Then, I walked in from work and found out that they both had been planning to be in the delivery room and they didn't even want me at the hospital and the ultimate plan was for me not to see my new grandson at all. I was so upset that I walked out of the house at 2 in the morning, bound for nowhere except looking for an escape. I meet up with a friend who keeps early hours and let my heart pour out about how hurt I was by the entire situation.
For some reason I had the nagging feeling to return home and asked her to go with me, because my daughter was in labor. She knew I'm pretty good with picking up on these things, so she gathered her things and drove around the corner to my place. We quietly entered and five minutes later my daughter woke up, headed to the bathroom and screamed a few seconds later that her water broke.... NAILED IT AGAIN - I love that I can do that!!!
So it's time to go, we head to the hospital and what a horrible experience that was. Delaying her labor, because "they were busy" that day and bringing it back on when they had time to schedule her in to drop her kid... it was a disgrace how she was treated, but maybe it was Karma kicking her at the time.
THEN the moment came and it was time for my first and probably only grandchild to be born!!! Then my world collapse one more time when I asked her if I needed to leave. When she said Yes I said my goodbyes, at that moment I was leaving with no intention of ever meeting my grandson - I had been used for the last 6 months and it just wasn't worth my sanity. Down the hall and into the elevator and then I had stopped it the door just as it was getting ready to close. The door reopens to the face of baby's daddy asking me to come back into the delivery room, because my daughter really wanted me there. So I returned and met my grandson, Bryan for the very first time

Over the course of the next couple of days the baby's daddy was thrown out of the hospital for not following orders of the staff for the baby's safety and telling a 2 day old to shut up I filed for full custody for my daughter, within 31 days I had established 100% custody with no attorney.

Times has gone so fast

He has learned to do so much

NOW, he has just turned 5 and his mother said that she is going to take him away!
Whoever said that being a grandparent is one of the best jobs you will ever had - LIED!
I'm 5 years in and this in one of the hardest things that I have ever done in my life

I love this child with everything in my heart and my soul. The hardest thing to see is that he is an only child just looking for a friend

He is so happy to be around us, instead of the hateful people that his mother surrounds herself with.

To summarize - I love my grandson with all my heart, but the whole experience of being a grandparent has gotten me heartbroken, manipulated, and physically assaulted by the person that he is supposed to look up as a loving parent.
I wish I could take him and run away! But when I went to work on Monday and said that I wanted to go file for custody of him I was told that I no longer have a job, but that is another story for another day.