I had an awesome week visiting family this week. I am watching my children raise their children. You know the things I worried about when they were kids, I wish I had done a lot less of that. I enjoyed just sitting cuddling the infants. Nothing else was done and that was OK. I felt guilty cuddling my own kids because I kept thinking about all the stuff I was supposed to be doing. Now, I have plenty of time to clean the house and only on a few occasions get to cuddle the grand kids. The house really does survive the experience of being messy. One of the quotes I saw during the week on Facebook was:
I didn't have a Grandma to spoil me. Both lived across county in different directions. One grandmother had eyes only for one of her grandchildren and I wasn't it. The other grandma had so many that I was considered a nuisance that needed to be kept away from grandma. So now, I am a grandma with no idea how to be one. I am glad I can't afford to spoil them with gifts. I feel privileged to be able to spend time with them whenever I can. I still believe that children are the most important gift brought to this world. I now believe that they are even more important. I regret things that I did when I was raising my children but appreciate that the reason I regret them is I discovered by trial and plenty of error a better way. I do feel like I improved a lot over the years. I felt thankful when my oldest son accused me of raising the younger children differently. I agreed and told him that I would hope I made some improvement.Let's face it, there's lots of spoiled kids out there . . . because you can't spank Grandma.