PEACE OF MIND
my son makes sure i lose at least one of any above once a day, raising a 2+ something toddler is a task of its own. you gotta be a brave mom to handle one all alone. i have my mil who constantly pats my back and keeps me going. i really wonder what would i do had she not been around. right from those really long nights when he would refuse to sleep; days when he was sick and needed only a mommy-hug ; when i wanted to take a nap or go take a 90 min spa break! ; when all a i wanted to do was watch tv in peace or eat from my plate at my ease. these are tiny things but she made sure i never compromised as a woman, wife, blogger or being just a friend to everyone around me. she may be the only one in my home to know about my son as much as i do! he plays with her and she spoils him with treats.
i cannot thank her enough for being with us when our child was growing up and these two years passed by more smoothly than i thought/heard/imagined of.
i write today not to thank her. i can do that enough on a personal ground. i want to share with you my lovely friend what the importance of grandparents is in our kid’s life. i am not the first one to talk about it, my child is not the first one to experience it, we are not the first ever family who lives with their parents but somewhere we all crib about how we want to raise the child on our own but the elders always have their wishes and opinions (read: advices) for everything.
we forget that the child needs more than just a mom and dad, that the child is born in a family and family only doesn’t mean parents. one of those many roles that all feminist advertisements forget to boast about is that of a grandmother, or granddaughter. and no one ever tells you that a grandfather and a grandson are also stages of a man’s emotional life cycle.
there has to be someone who can take you to the temple or the church, someone who can tell you old school stories without looking through a book or a phone app. someone who can share with you anecdotes of how your parents were naughtier than you when they were your age, that things don’t always make a person beautiful but their characteristics do, that bravery is valued and money cannot buy a night under the stars.
the ‘value your parents’ and ‘believe in hard work’ have numerous yarns from the family legacy that grandparents tell you.
when you have done something really really wrong you know hiding behind grandpa can save your life from the angrier than a wrestling bull mom!
when you need a treat or a walk in the market grandma is always the first one to be asked for it,
those mythological stories before bed and the lollipops after the report card day , who else would spoil us for these but the grandparents?
helping her cross the road when she gets old and taunting her for forgetting her medicines makes her equally happy.
learning some hammer techniques or joining the family business is going to make him so happy and proud, his wrinkles will show all over the cheeks.
mothers will feel secure and fathers will feel blessed when their kids play with their grandparents.
my grandparents had tears in their eyes when they held my son in their arms the day he was born. 4 years back when my nephew was born i saw them laughing and smiling and so cheerful for their first ever great grandchild was born.
they feel lucky to be with us and our children and we should feel lucky they are around us, to bless us and give our children all the wisdom they earned through their life.
i make sure my son spends at least a few hours just playing with his grandparents everyday. he has to build memories with them, for when he grows up he needs to tell his kids what a shitty grand mom his kids have, knows only how to blog and create kitchen fiasco where as he was always blessed with baa-dada and a treasure full of memories captured on phone , saved on google. “thank you technology”
the day he was born, i was exhausted plus visitors flooded in the entire day, D spend his entire first night outside my womb with her, cuddled with her , the fragile little one got his first bath, maalish and formulae from her. his guardian angel is what i call her.
no matter what the time, no matter how tired he is, no matter how tensed he is with things from work; he makes sure D never goes to sleep without laughing out loud and plays with him. sweet dreams is what he gifts D every single night !!