This weekend, Hallmark Man and I got to spend some time with our grandchildren. My stepdaughter brought her two boys (ages 10 & 3) and my son’s baby girl (3 months) to spend the night.
Usually, I am a nervous wreck when someone comes over. I scrutinize every nook and cranny of the house before they get there. This visit was no exception.
By the time they arrived, I was pooped from cleaning like a mad woman. The boys were shy at first but soon they came to life. Bouncing in and out of the house, using both doors going from video game to snacks to drinks to ringing the doorbell over and over, they didn’t slow down-especially my 3 year old grandson who kept asking, “why?” about everything.
Meanwhile, Hallmark Man and I shared taking care of our baby granddaughter. She is starting to coo and gurgle and smile and I spent a lot of my time just staring at her. The wonder of God’s creation just blew me away. All of the tiny details of a baby are so incredible. How in the world anyone could hurt an innocent, previous child is beyond me.
I had purchased a Tens unit Friday and, boy, did I use it. I wore it out this weekend. I feel like I stood the entire time (I know I didn’t but it just felt that way).
In the midst of all of the chaos, my daughter and her boyfriend came over and brought their dog. We then headed over to my son’s house so my stepdaughter could see their new house, My son has two dogs and they were babysitting a friend’s little girl. So, it was just a little busy over there, to say the least…between 10 people and 3 dogs…yikes!
Sunday, I got up around 8:30 and the boys were already up and had eaten breakfast and were playing video games. The baby woke up and the craziness ensued. My son and his wife came over to visit for a little while before my stepdaughter left to go home. We all managed to get some lunch, feed and change the baby before they left.
After they pulled out of the driveway, I laid down on the bed and died for 2 solid hours. I did not move. Mind you, I am not that old but once you get used to no children at home, it is a major adjustment when little ones do come to visit. I love them dearly.
But sometimes, silence is golden.