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Tracie Adams's avatar

When I had my babies, I never once got any help or offer of support from my own parents or my in-laws. When my sons became fathers, I wanted them and their wives to have a better experience than I had, so I jumped into grandparenting with my whole heart and soul. I stayed in their home through those challenging first weeks of parenthood, cooking, cleaning, holding crying babies while they got much needed sleep, and constantly reassuring the new parents that they were doing great things. It deepened our relationships in ways I had never imagined possible. One of my daughters-in-law even labored here, soaked in my tub, and I massaged her lower back through the night until it was time to go to the hospital. I loved every minute of it, and it made me sad to realize all that I had missed out on as a young new parent myself. I will never understand why my mom or mother-in-law didn’t support me and my husband like that. I adore my four grandchildren, and I pray for more! They are such a gift and pure joy.

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Robin Craig's avatar

My paternal grandparents were the light in my and my brother's lives. Our mother died when we were 7 and 4, and we acquired our first (Cinderella) stepmother two years later. Thank God our gps lived next door. They played huge roles in our lives for the next five decades, until our gm died at 100. Always there for us, took us on amazing trips, sent us a cascade of letters and cards when we were apart. My own closest relationship into young adulthood was with my gm.

Years later, as Covid was beginning, our son brought his 10-month-old daughter to live with us while her mother overseas was ill. No daycare or babysitters during the beginning of the pandemic, so we, her grandparents, were her primary caregivers for 1.5 years and her primary backup for 1.5 years once she could go to daycare, until the family was reunited. They live several blocks away and she is now the light of our lives. Most of our plans for retirement have been dashed, but it is a tremendous privilege and joy to be part of her growing up. We help with paying for extras and with driving, we have her over to play and for overnights, we take her on field trips, we try to help with medical situations, and we try hard to respect the privacy of their household. I am far from perfect, and it can be difficult for our lives to be so intertwined. I often have to zip

my lips; I'm sure they would say not often enough. But she always has a house to go to where she is surrounded by live and joy in her presence.

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