I tried to think of a clever topic for today. When that didn’t happen I attempted to pretend I had an interest in world events or my career or well…anything really. But the truth is, all I care about right now is babies.
Eleven months ago our first granddaughter arrived. This is Lona Pearl. (That’s a dog she’s molesting.) And here she is with her parents. Sigh. I adore her with the kind of ridiculous passion generally found in grandmothers and crazed zealots. I enjoy every minute I spend with her: teething, colic, hiccups, peekaboo, doesn’t matter. It’s all good.
Then on Saturday, tadah!! my daughter gave birth to Kyah Rose. She’s teeny and perfect and cute as a bug. So wonderful.
But true to my nature I HAVE to worry about something, so I’ve decided to fixate on how best to divide my time between them. Time, you see, is not really my friend. I tend to fill it up with too much stuff. This weekend, for instance, I competed in a horseshow, rushed home, kicked off my spurs and raced to the hospital to welcome Kyah into the world. The next morning I was up at five to do chores so I could get in a couple more minutes with daughter and baby before driving five hours to attend Son One’s graduation from med school.
Somewhere along the way this kind of schedule has become the norm for me. What’s that about? And how am I going to find time to properly spoil my grandchildren when my feet are all over town?
And another concern: How does one help cousins bond? I saw a plaque that said, “Grandma’s house, where cousins become friends.” I so want that for these two little buttons. I never knew my cousins and neither my parents nor my in-laws had much interest in grandparenting. So advice is much appreciated. Were you close to your cousins? If so what kind of activities made that possible? And what sort of fond memories do you have of your grandparents? I’m fully prepared to steal any ideas that will make my grandbabies love me.