And The Oscar Goes To...Lydia is on her way back home to Boone North Carolina as I write this. Oma OR "Na-na", as she became known in her THIRTY days here, is a battered, bruised, burned-out mess who will probably sleep for a week straight after her six and a half hour drive home.
My mother-in-law was a really big help and I feel horrible for seeing her off in this condition, and my father-in-law is going to be really pissed off when he sees her like this. NOTE*** Walter, I am REALLY sorry that Lydia is all messed up. It won't happen again.***
People, NEVER let your mother-in-law continue to watch your child if she has a SINGLE physical problem, like a bad back. With all of the bending and lifting that this woman did it's a miracle that she's even standing at all. I should have come home from Lithonia when she strained her back to begin with, as Ken was not the biggest amount of help to her, which also bothered me some. I don't think I'll be opening another restaurant anytime soon. Lydia deserves better quality time with her grandson than this. She put up a really brave front, and I know she was in quite a bit of pain, but she just kept on trudging through it, claiming to be fine....uh huh.
Here's the joke of it all: I was more worried about my mother-in-law these past few days than I was about Jack. I have no doubt of her abilities to take care of her grandson, but I just wanted her to be be feeling in better shape than she was, and you don't rest with a ten-month old, so it wasn't going to happen, and I knew that things were only going to get worse for her, which they did. If I'd had a Vicodin and about ten hours of time on my hands, I would have had her take it and just crash...she needs it.
Jack had a good time. He learned some new things, plus she was here when he started his whole crawling thing, which was also cool because she got to experience a landmark in a series of firsts for him. They bonded, and I know she had more than a few good moments with him over the past month, so I hope it was worth it for her.
I forgot to burn off a disk of pictures for her, and Ken never took the picture of her and the baby that she wanted to send to her sister for her birthday. Here's something even more lame on my part: I bought an umbrella stroller for Jack the DAY before she left to go home. She was toting a 20plus pound stroller around...not an easy task. An umbrella stoller weighs something like 5 pounds...nice huh? I am not altogether right in the head at times, and sometimes my timing stinks.
I think the next time that we see Lydia it will be because we drove to North Carolina to go camping at the end of the summer. We'll stop by the homestead on the way in and out I'm sure, but it's time she had the home court advantage for a change.
Thanks a lot Mom. I really appreciate your help once again. I hope we see you soon. Be sure and get some sleep.