My life as a Grandmother

You know life as a Grandma is just as stressfull as a parents life. We worry just as much about our grandchildren as we do about our children.

Are they safe, are they with the right parent?
Are they being treated right?
Do they enjoy the sports they are in?
Are they being pressured into sports they don't want to play?
Are they playing sports?
Do they get enough time to be kids?
Or do they have so many chores and so much school work they can't be kids?

So even though they are not our kids we still worry about them.

But at the end of they day when the grandkids go home, yes, we say they are the parents responsibility but it is hard to just say goodbye and not worry about them.

We have a newborn in the in the family. She is my first granddaughter. She is so beautiful. She has a head full of jet black hair. The indian side of the family has come out in her. I think it will fade with time, like it has will all my kids.

She has a temper just like mom. Its funny to watch the cute facial expressions on her. Everything from frowns to smiles to pouts.

She smells like a newborn, which is hard to describe.

I have been with her for the last 4 days now. It is time for me to go home. Though I am relieved to go home, I will miss the little coot.

My daughter will have to fend for herself. I know she would like me to stay a little longer. I just can't. I have bills to pay and a job to return to.

So today I head for home. Tired. remembering what it was like when I was producing off spring.
Do I miss those days??? of course I do,, would I go back???? HELL NO.

I like not having to be responsible for kids any more, even though I am. I still slip them money when my husband is not looking. We have seperate accounts so he does not know. But let me tell you, this needs to stop now. I can't do this any more.

Besides,,, it is time for me to spoil my grandkids. All four of them.