I don't know if I mentioned this in another post, but I am living in the basement of my parents home. Attached to the house is a granny suite and it holds just that, my granny. :) Some may go crazy from living with their parents with there little family of three and somedays it is crazy. Other days it is a house full of love. Raphaela and I often come up in the morning to Mom and Dad sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast and reading the paper. Both my parents and my daughters faces light up when they see each other. That makes up for the shared kitchen, 5 times the mess and bumping into each other here and there.


My grandma who is 95 just recently had surgery on her eye. She is supposed to sleep with her face down for 2 weeks. She also needs to put eye drops in 4 times a day. Seeing as she is 95 and couldn't tell you what day it is, she needs a bit of help. Don't get me wrong, she still has her wits about her, does the crossword everyday and gives cheeky replies followed by chuckles but when life has the same routine everyday (similar to feeding baby, changing baby, playing with baby, bathing baby and putting baby to sleep) you often don't remember what day it is. The reason I'm bringing this up is while my Mom and Dad are at the lake for a few days, I am helping Grandma. The drops are to be put in 4 x a day. How bizarre it must be to her to have her granddaughter help her. I think of Raphaela, my baby and how HER baby would be helping me. So crazy! But it makes me feel really good to help her. Of all the years she fed us, played cards with us, entertained us in many ways, this is the least I can do. She promised me she would live to be 100 and I hope that does happen as I will sure miss the day she goes to grandparent heaven to be with my grandpa.



My grandma who is 95 just recently had surgery on her eye. She is supposed to sleep with her face down for 2 weeks. She also needs to put eye drops in 4 times a day. Seeing as she is 95 and couldn't tell you what day it is, she needs a bit of help. Don't get me wrong, she still has her wits about her, does the crossword everyday and gives cheeky replies followed by chuckles but when life has the same routine everyday (similar to feeding baby, changing baby, playing with baby, bathing baby and putting baby to sleep) you often don't remember what day it is. The reason I'm bringing this up is while my Mom and Dad are at the lake for a few days, I am helping Grandma. The drops are to be put in 4 x a day. How bizarre it must be to her to have her granddaughter help her. I think of Raphaela, my baby and how HER baby would be helping me. So crazy! But it makes me feel really good to help her. Of all the years she fed us, played cards with us, entertained us in many ways, this is the least I can do. She promised me she would live to be 100 and I hope that does happen as I will sure miss the day she goes to grandparent heaven to be with my grandpa.









