Later today, a very important visitor will arrive, to spend a week with us.
He is travelling more than one thousand kilometres, taking his first ever flight.
This visit has required some additional preparations, some specific equipment.
A travel cot and high chair have been borrowed, a baby car seat hired.
Supplies have been purchased, including a few small toys and books.
Our apartment is now “baby proof”, ornaments and books moved out of reach, our driftwood tree relegated to the communal hallway.
Yes, our seven month old grandson is coming to stay 🙂
As I have one daughter in Australia and one in the UK, I get to celebrate two Mother’s Days.
This is the fabulous card I received from my younger girl in London. As well as the # on the card, there have been numerous other hash tags in conversations and messages …
Also a message from my Sydney girl this morning… “Happy UK Mother’s Day !!! 😘 your card’ll arrive in May 😉”
Love you girls!!! xxx
This is a “guest post” written by my daughter.
As background, our first grandchild is almost six months old and he is now on the move! Since birth, he has thrown back some of every feed, just like his mother, his auntie and apparently, his NanR!
I had a message the other day, “I now have a mobile spewing machine!!!”
Then she posted this ….
You know those mornings when the only option is to cry or write a poem…
He spewed with the sparrows
In the bed, on the floor
He spewed while she weed
And then twenty times more
He spewed while she cleaned,
Spewing and smearing
Then looked in her eyes
He spewed while she changed him,
Once then again,
He spews with a dummy,
Still comes out all the same
But there she thought
“How lucky am I?
To have this little boy”,
With a tear in her eye
How he laughs and smiles,
Cuddles in for a pat,
And watched as he…
Shat on her thrice cleaned yoga mat!
She’d placed him on his play mat, facing the opposite direction. Oh the memories, I’ve been there, done that, worn that t shirt. But I don’t remember writing a poem about it. Love my kids!! xxx
We’ve just had a fabulous early Christmas weekend, with our daughter, son-in-law and grandson in Sydney, along with our daughter who is visiting from London. It’s nine years since we’ve been together for Christmas.
We began our Christmas Eve by decorating the tree then watching the movie “Love Actually”. A firm favourite to get us in the festive spirit.
On our Christmas Day we shared a late breakfast out on the deck.
Our girls grew up in the UK with Christmas in winter. So a fun gift of long stripy socks each year became a tradition. Now aged 27 and 24 years of age and in a summer Christmas, they wore the socks! Bless them!
We exchanged gifts and spent time “reviewing our year”, unwrapping photo or word prompts about the special times we’d each experienced during the past twelve months. Holidays, new jobs, successes, friend’s wedding, theatre shows, baby showers. We had a seafood dinner later in the day, prawns, scallops, morton bay bugs, with salad.
Our grandson is almost four months old. Boy and dog are best friends. The dog keeps an eye out and tickles the baby by licking his feet. They are both rather cheeky.
We finished the trip with a ride on the Manly Ferry across Sydney Harbour. A perfect weekend.
What unusual family traditions do you have?
Becoming a grandparent is a time of immense joy. A time of looking forward with the hopes and wishes for the new parents and their child.
It is also a time of looking back. Memories of our own pregnancies and early years as new parents flood our minds. Long forgotten thoughts and recollections are remembered and shared.
I’ve spent more time than usual thinking about my own grandparents, the influences they’ve had on my life. I’ve thought more about my children’s grandparents, the variety of relationships, each one valued and unique.
I’ve viewed family and friends with a wider lens, more observant of how they relate as grandparents in today’s world. Especially those who are also “long distance” grandparents.
So I want to say a huge thank you to the role models in my life, those who have travelled before me on this wonderfully exciting journey. Bless you.
Women have been having babies for millennia and many aspects have stayed the same.
But some things have changed significantly in just one generation. When I look at today’s gadgets and gizmos and “stuff”, I’m amazed that we coped and that our kids survived, back in the last century!
~ There’s an app for that
There is an app for new parents to enter the details of the early days, times of feeds, how long, how much. How many wet nappies, how many dirty nappies. No more scribbled notes on scraps of paper. No more pins on a bra, to indicate the side of the last feed.
I’ve learned that the pictures and patterns on today’s disposable nappies (diapers) are not just for visual effect, they have a practical use. The lines change colour when the nappy is wet.
~ Baby monitors
So much choice, so expensive. Today’s monitors sound like full on video surveillance with sound and movement sensors, that MI5 would be proud of!
~ Gro bags
To me, a Grow Bag is a container of soil where I’d plant seedlings or tomato plants. Today, they are baby sleep bags, some tight swaddle bags, others with a bit more room for movement.
I showed our daughter her baby book. She slept on her stomach, at the top end of a cot with fabric bumpers around the inside of the cot bars. All of those things are discouraged now. The “back to sleep” campaign, placing babies at the bottom of the crib/bassinet/cot so they don’t snuggle down under the covers and the removal of bumpers continue to reduce the incidences of SIDS (Sudden Infant Death Syndrome). We did use disposable nappies but they were much bigger, bulkier items. We didn’t have a monitor, we left our babies in another room and listened out for when they stirred or cried.
I wonder what changes the next few decades will bring?