For quite a long time since my daughter had children, we’ve been the Friday Caretakers of first, her son, and then her daughter also. M is just-turned 3 and R is just-turned 1. Both are August babies.....so we know what they do in November.......hahaha.....I’ll probably be reprimanded for that sentence.....
Right now it is 7:00 PM and I’m tired.....happy but tired.
My daughter, D, brings them both over at around 10:30 AM.....and soon takes off to either run some errands, enjoy a movie or just pretend for a few hours, she has no children and her own life again. I remember how hard it is to have 2 little ones who take away your whole life and you don’t really realize it until you’re smack-dab in the middle of it all and it’s far too late to change your mind.
Thank God, it is balanced by how wonderful these sometimes pesky little people really are. The Good is always far greater than the Bad.
I know being a Mom was what I wanted very badly and it was The Best Job I ever had. If I had a younger body, I’d do it again.......but I don’t so I can’t. But Grandmother-hood is everything that I was told it was......times a gazillion.
Even at my Reunion, most of the talk between us all was grandchildren so I’m not alone.
Today was Friday and I always pray for extra energy on Thursday nights. I don’t need tolerance, patience or a happy attitude.....I just get worn out. It will help when R is walking......and she’s definitely very close right now.
Here’s a personal old-lady-observation: I think kids today get carried a lot more and for a lot longer than in my time.
As always, it’s a wonderful day for Terry and I. We really don’t care about the occasional tantrum, fighting w/each other (the children, not Terry and I), etc.
We get so much joy, laughter and love from these little monkeys that it’s all worth it. I just wish I didn’t get tired.....dammit. I make it thru the day and it doesn’t take much time for me to rebound....but I’m jealous of Terry because he’s 7 years younger. He doesn’t seem to get tired at all. But I did notice on Friday nights, he’s fallen asleep in his chair around 9 PM and I’m still going until midnight.
The other really great thing about Fridays is how much my daughter appreciates our help by telling us all the time, tells everyone how great her parents are....and so does her husband. We do a lot for them.....nothing extraordinary.... but they make sure we know their gratitude.
When D was first pregnant, we really tried to convince them to move closer to us. Suburbia is not their first choice but they did it. Since the babies, they always tell us that they had no idea how much they would depend on our help and how grateful they are.
I get to go to sleep at night, feeling I did a good job as a mom with my daughter and that she was wise enough to find a really good man (which worried the heck out of me after some of the guys she had brought home!!)
So at the moment, I’m a tired but deliriously happy to have the family that I have. I wish it was bigger but this is what I’ve got and it’s all good.
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