Honey, The Babysitters Are Here
Just when I thought I was running out of blogging subjects. Well yes, it's official, my in laws, Beth's Mommy and Daddy, my children's grandparents, are moving in with us in about two and a half weeks. WOW is all I can really appropriately say. Stressed to the absolute max is how I'm feeling and nervous is an understatement. My mind is so jumbled up right now that I cannot process everything. Clear and focused thoughts is my new goal. How to get that way= I was thinking about trying Yoga maybe? What will be, will be and it is, what it is. A smile and a positive attitude can get you through anything right?
Once again, as is becoming the motto of my blog, Poor Beth. Is she going to have to compromise herself in order to protect us? Is she going to be able to handle all the stress and emotion? At the end of this how will we find ourselves? Homeless? Married? In California? In Prison? Happy and complete? Can I keep my mouth graciously shut? I'm scared for her and uneasy about the kids being dragged into everything. It's so miserable to live a lie to protect ourselves. How much longer will this continue? This is when a large sum of money would be helpful in securing things. We are living in the house they still own. We are their renters. This puts us in a very awkward situation. Anyone have a spare million they'd like to give us? We've come so far yet not far enough. Even with all we've accomplished it's back to this again. Oh, what joy! That's another thing, will my sarcasm get us into trouble? Hope not. Our world is changing and I'm hesitant to greet change.
On the up side the kids are very excited and Chance has all these preconceived notions about how Papa and Grandma are going to spoil him. We will have babysitters form time to time and it will be nice to have help around. We love them and do like spending time together. We will all be together for birthdays and holidays. My kids, like I did, will get to grow up with family around. That is so special. With extra help around, Beth and I might be able to tend to ourselves more that we have been able to in the past.
I just have to remember that it is not their fault that there is tension. We cannot blame them for the comfort level when we gather together. They love us and have and are giving up a lot just to be a part of our lives. I thank them for all of it. They are my family and I love them. I am scared of how they are going to be affected when they do find out. I know Beth is too. She must be so scared of how they are going to feel. I know it has been a long road for me to come to terms with this. Yet I know what is is to be a parent and how no matter what, we love our kids. Even when we're upset, the love doesn't stop. I have a perspective from both sides of this so hopefully I will be useful in trying to make things easier for them and at the same time standing right beside my love Beth, while protecting our children.
For you Beth, I promise to try really, really hard to behave. I will try to keep the house tidy and the kids well mannered. I will try to be pleasing to everyone and I promise I will try really, really, really hard not to take this out on you. Notice I said TRY. I'll work on not being too demanding and too, well you know how I get. I will watch our money and contribute to the best of my ability. Who knows at the end of all of this you might be proud of me.
Once again, as is becoming the motto of my blog, Poor Beth. Is she going to have to compromise herself in order to protect us? Is she going to be able to handle all the stress and emotion? At the end of this how will we find ourselves? Homeless? Married? In California? In Prison? Happy and complete? Can I keep my mouth graciously shut? I'm scared for her and uneasy about the kids being dragged into everything. It's so miserable to live a lie to protect ourselves. How much longer will this continue? This is when a large sum of money would be helpful in securing things. We are living in the house they still own. We are their renters. This puts us in a very awkward situation. Anyone have a spare million they'd like to give us? We've come so far yet not far enough. Even with all we've accomplished it's back to this again. Oh, what joy! That's another thing, will my sarcasm get us into trouble? Hope not. Our world is changing and I'm hesitant to greet change.
On the up side the kids are very excited and Chance has all these preconceived notions about how Papa and Grandma are going to spoil him. We will have babysitters form time to time and it will be nice to have help around. We love them and do like spending time together. We will all be together for birthdays and holidays. My kids, like I did, will get to grow up with family around. That is so special. With extra help around, Beth and I might be able to tend to ourselves more that we have been able to in the past.
I just have to remember that it is not their fault that there is tension. We cannot blame them for the comfort level when we gather together. They love us and have and are giving up a lot just to be a part of our lives. I thank them for all of it. They are my family and I love them. I am scared of how they are going to be affected when they do find out. I know Beth is too. She must be so scared of how they are going to feel. I know it has been a long road for me to come to terms with this. Yet I know what is is to be a parent and how no matter what, we love our kids. Even when we're upset, the love doesn't stop. I have a perspective from both sides of this so hopefully I will be useful in trying to make things easier for them and at the same time standing right beside my love Beth, while protecting our children.
For you Beth, I promise to try really, really hard to behave. I will try to keep the house tidy and the kids well mannered. I will try to be pleasing to everyone and I promise I will try really, really, really hard not to take this out on you. Notice I said TRY. I'll work on not being too demanding and too, well you know how I get. I will watch our money and contribute to the best of my ability. Who knows at the end of all of this you might be proud of me.
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