| This is the feeder "thingy" |
| Justin below the feeder "thingy |
| Picture from Craig's camera |
| Big "spike" |
Landon's camera got another 700+ pictures. It is so much fun to look at these pictures.
| "Triple AAA" anyone!! |
| Anybody know what these are?!!! |
Before I put this week's blog to rest, I need to shift gears for a moment. After all, my original purpose for creating this blog was to address concerns of grandparents like me who did not plan to be "single" grandparents, who thought they would be part of a couple of grandparents sharing and caring together. I also, however, did not want this blog to be negative and I have tried to focus only on the happy times. Realistically, though, every day is not perfect. Occasionally, there are "bumps" in the single grandparenting road. And this past week I ran over one of those bumps.
Like a lot of parents and grandparents I know, I do a lot for my children and my grandchildren. And I wouldn't have it any other way. That does not mean that everything is always positive and perfect. I know that it seems to some of my friends and relatives as though I am "raising" my daughter's children; and to some extent I am. Our "arrangement," however, seems to be the best solution to both our situations. Sheri is divorced with 3 children, one of whom is severely disabled. As I have said many times, it was our plan (mine and Russell's) to take care of Anna full time after we retired and to share in the care AND enjoyment of all our grandchildren.
Things have obviously not worked out that way. But try to imagine yourself as a single mom, with three children, and trying to do everything with NO help. No one to help you get the kids to their doctors' appointments, or their after school activities, to help with their homework, to help with washing their clothes and feeding them and everything else that goes into raising a family. I know I couldn't do it without help. And I am so glad I am here to help. It does get frustrating and overwhelming at times, and sometimes I reach my breaking point and seem to "lose" it. This past week was especially trying for me because I was ill and got behind with EVERYTHING. By the end of the week, I was literally at the end of my rope.
I am MUCH BETTER today; but, I am sure, it will probably happen again. It changes nothing!! I will still do what I am doing and try to always be there for all my family. There are other advantages to Sheri's children spending so much time with me. If they weren't here and it was just Anna and me every day, all day, I think I would be very, very lonely and maybe a little depressed. I talk to Anna all the time, but she can't talk to me. I need those daily encounters with my grandchildren, even if it gets overwhelming sometimes. Also, Landon, who is 13, and taller and bigger than I am, is a big help to me around the house. He can lift and move heavy things, help me with minor repairs, open jars, all those little things that Russell would be doing. In fact, now Landon has to be not only the man of HIS house but also the man of MINE.
I have realized, however, that I do need more time for myself and that I need to make the effort to do other things. Last night, in fact, I went with my sister-in-law Brenda to a "drawdown" at the Knights of Columbus Lodge. It was a fundraiser with lots of food and people from our church whom I had not seen in quite a while. I felt a little awkward, but over all it was a good experience. I am also planning to attend a friend's birthday party next week, something I would not have even considered a year or so ago. My sister and I manage to take a couple of trips each year together, and we will be taking another one in a couple of weeks.
The point of all of this, I suppose, is to say that it took me a while, but I have finally realized that I do need to take time for myself. For the last 40 years, I've just always done everything "social" with my husband, and I have felt too lost without Russell for the last three years to even WANT to socialize. But I don't think I can be a "good" single grandparent if I don't stay "healthy" myself, and I don't mean just physically.
I apologize to my children and my grandchildren for those times when I have been too frazzled to handle things. This blog is MY therapy. And I hope that sharing my experiences may in some way offer something of value to anyone in a similar situation. Please keep reading!!
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