"I was calling to see if Ron and I could go over tomorrow. I want to bring my sister-in-law too. Will that be okay?" said Mary. She's loves visiting me. I am grateful to have many friends like her, who enjoy coming to my house for the company and the serenity of my home setting. When friends visit it's an opportunity for me to relax and enjoy some quality time.
But not this time. I declined politely as I tried to convey the severity of the mini crisis I was living. All of life's events are open to our interpretation and I realize that for many my so called mini-crisis was nothing but a minor upset in routine. I wasn't able to blog, to meditate, to do the things that bring me some peace.
My daughter had some health problems and it was difficult for her husband to help with the care of their one year old son. So, she came to my house where I could care for him. They were here for a little more than a week.
I learned some things. What they now call child proofing your house, is another term for making it look like it underwent a fashion revolution in another planet. Most decorations had to be removed and replaced by an array of all sizes of toys, which were dispersed all over the floor. A one year old has endless energy. By the time he went to bed, I was exhausted. I wondered how mothers handle more than one child at a time. I send them many blessings.
Though I was tired, I have to admit I had a lot of fun. Ian, like most toddlers, is full of curiosity, joy, humor and laughter. He triggered a wonderful playfulness in me. I love him so much and I wish he lived closer, so I could see him more often and get more accustomed to caring for him.
Caring for the baby had its challenges, but what was more difficult was dealing with the ladies (mother and mother-in-law). Mother-in-law did not respond well to sharing attention with a baby. At one point she refused to get out of bed and decided she was going to die. Mother became a little more confused at times and needed more supervision with her daily needs. Every day presented a little aspect of surprise. My husband was helpful, especially with the cooking. However, he needed some support himself because he was extremely nervous about his upcoming knee replacement surgery.
My daughter and grandson have left (to return again after she undergoes surgery), my husband is in the hospital recovering and will come home in a few days. But for now the house is quiet and I am able to reconnect with you my friends. I look forward to visiting your blogs again.
My lack of drawing skills
does not do him justice.
He is much, much cuter.
(I assure you I am