Ok...so today is Beckham's one-week birthday, and I've discovered a few things... First, grandkids are pretty damned cool! I had assumed that Erin and Marc would want everyone to go away and let them become a family without the world there...I was wrong. Perhaps it's for a reason that Erin claims she's breastfeeding just so she gets to hold Beck every 4 hours or so... It turns out that after they came home from the hospital on Monday, EVERY adult in their lives, except me, came down with the flu/bronchitis/plague. So I've pretty much had Beck to myself, barring his parents, who, for some reason, are EXHAUSTED First night, I told them that they'd have to tell me to go home...I didn't want to be a PITA, but I want to help, even though I know I'm very high-energy and drive my son in law crazy, specifically...he looked at me and said "Jeanne...the baby just ate. Could you stay for
4 hours and keep him in the family room so we could actually take a nap?" Oh - twist my arm!!So Baby and I did laundry, I taught him how Google and email work, we danced (he waltzed divinely, but can't lead for crap - and for some reason his parents have forbidden Polka till he's like a year old...something about Shaken Baby Syndrome ) and we've talked and laughed and sang...it's pretty darned wonderful!
I've learned how to care for a circumcision, which is a new one for me... I've learned that I know nothing about babies at all (Erin told me I don't swaddle the baby tightly enough, Marc says I don't watch his lttle neck and let his head flop around, and (horror of horrors!) I fell asleep on the couch with him...Ghods know what COULD have happened because of that...but the last thing they say as I walk out the door is "Mom...you're off work at 8...will you be here at 8:30?" so I'm happy.
I do have to share a bit now...the other adults are getting better and want their turns for some reason...but Beck and I have dates soon...we're going to find out if the Mongolian Barbecue has an infant's menu, and he's told me he wants to go to my favorite coffeehouse and listen to bad poetry with me...no REAL doubts as to why I scare my children, right?
Tonight is the first day I haven't spent at least 4 hours with him...I feel odd...but he was invited to a square dance in Bluffton OH, and his parents had to go along to drive him there...so he's gone for the evening...
Jeanne - probably the world's strangest grandma
One month, 4 hours, 36 minutes and 53 seconds. 1207 cigarettes not smoked, saving $222.21. Life saved: 4 days, 4 hours, 35 minutes.