A Post a Day APAD Day 24… How to Babysit a Grandma

When the boys were first born, I bought them a book called How to Babysit a Grandma. There is also a book called How to Babysit a Grandpa which includes activities that are more my style…but it is what it is. While we have read How to Babysit a Grandma a few times, I don’t think they learned anything from it. In fact, since they day they were born they have been “writing their own stories”.

If THEY were writing a book called How to babysit a Grandma, todays chapter would have been called something like, “Fetch”. The game begins with one of them asking Grandma to go down the stairs into the yard to get a ball for them (because they aren’t wearing any shoes.) Grandma happily obliges them by descending 1000 steps and throwing a ball up onto the deck. Points are earned when you tell Grandma it’s the wrong ball 187x until she has thrown all of them up onto the deck for you. Bonus points if you manage to enlist your brother into helping you drop all 187 balls off the deck before Grandma can climb the steps to the top of the deck.

Surprisingly, I managed to stay in the game and keep them entertained for almost an hour. I think we all get points for that one. Climbing up the stairs was completed in a crawling like fashion, but in the end I think we all won.

Although I didn’t ask for it, I am kind of grateful to their dog, ATLAS who helped by popping a couple of the balls.

I believe the next chapter in the book is called, Getting Grandma to fall asleep first.

A post a day APAD Day 13 365 days of pictures

365 days of pictures

No I am not starting another challenge! I am taking a minute to appreciate a seemingly small gesture, that in fact is not small at all.

Several years ago, Thing One had an idea to post a random picture from her day everyday on her Facebook page. I absolutely loved it! They aren’t kidding when they say a picture is worth a thousand words. I didn’t realize how much I looked forward to the pictures each day until I was trying to fall asleep one night and keep thinking maybe I had forgotten something. Was the stove on? Were the doors locked? And then I realized I was missing the “connection” I had with her each day through those pictures.

By the end of the year, after posting a picture every single day, she swore she would never do that again. It was just too much work to remember or to plan.

After my grandsons were born, Thing One had to be a stay at home mom. That first year was quite a change for her. Before having children she was always OUT, either working or hanging out with one of her many friends. And she was Crazy Organized. If you have children, you probably know that the first year is can be pretty rough. Organization can become a thing of the past. It’s also easy to “lose yourself” as you try to balance being a mother and well someone who is not a mother. In an effort to help her provide some “structure” (and for completely selfish reasons) , I suggested that she do a picture a day again. Not only would that let me be more involved without being more involved, but it could provide something consistent for her every day and she could actually SEE that she was still growing and hadn’t lost herself.

She chose to take and share a picture of the boys each day. Yay me!!!! (yes I downloaded and saved all of them) After doing it everyday for a year again, she was worn out. It had become WORK. I was sad to see her stop posting, but I get not adding more to an already full plate. She took the next year off from posting everyday. I really missed those pictures!!!!! But the really cool part is that I was not the only one. Friends and family constantly harrassed her to start posting again. (I didn’t say a word!!!!!)

She is posting again this year!!!!! and now you know where my idea to post everyday came from. I told myself that I would be showing her support (misery loves company?) and that I too could use a tiny bit of consistency in my life as well. LOL I’m only two weeks into the new year and there have been a couple moments that it has felt like work.

I need to do this FOR ME. I have let myself become so overwhelmed taking care of everyone else, that I have neglected myself both mentally and physically. I do enjoy writing, but even more I love that someone cares enough to listen to what I have to say. I love reading and responding to comments. So while posting something every day can become work, I am trying to focus on the positives. Getting up and showing up every day!

Thank you for showing up too!

30 Ambulances and over 100 patients

You might be thinking OMG what happened…..

I have the answer…

and surprisingly…… it’s not a bad one…..

Over a  year ago, plans were set in motion for Rockford Memorial Hospital’s Women’s and Children’s Unit, including their NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit), to be moved to a new “prime real estate” location on the other side of the city.

shrug/ ok?

It didn’t concern me in the least, That is until my two grandson’s became patients of the NICU, included in the move.

Ok time for me to pay attention!!!!!

I don’t know if you have ever bought a brand new computer, car etc… I have, and I swore never to do it again.  (let someone else deal with the bugs, kinks, problems)

I feel the same about a new hospital.

Nope not for me…

Get yourself all moved and set up.  Let 100 other people go first…..

Do you get my point?

Unfortunately, this time, I didn’t have a choice.

I have been listening to “the buzz” about MOVING DAY every day for the last month while visiting my grandson’s in the NICU.  I have heard stories about how they will be renting 30 ambulances.  There will be 140 nurses on staff.  One baby with it’s team of nurses will be leaving the old hospital via ambulance every 15 mins beginning at 5 am.  100 + patients will be settled in the new hospital by 3 pm.

Are you doubtful?

So was I.

I was doubtful enough that I parked my ass between my grandsons early Saturday morning to “keep an eye” on things.  Almost 30 babies would be moved before them, but I was going to be there watching and waiting….just in case.

After watching what appeared to be a “fine oiled machine” for several hours, I finally felt comfortable that the hospital just might be able to pull their plan off, so I left…..

They did it.  All babies had been relocated to their new “homes” by the time we got to the new hospital at 2.  I won’t claim that this is a “state of the art” facility,  but who am I to judge?  I do however like that now the boys have their own room, and it’s even got a view.

If you would like to read the full story from the paper, it’s here.

I am going to try to share what I have learned about NICU’s and preemies later this week, but for now, let me give you the update that both boys are over 6 lbs, and begun taking a portion of their feedings from a bottle 🙂

And then there were two….

I wrote last month that my oldest daughter, Thing 1 was pregnant and that she was having twins.  I didn’t share anything else other than I am excited as hell, oh and that I can’t keep a secret.  But but, I have more to share….

But before I do, I would like to introduce you to Thing 1’s dog’s ( my grandpuppies) Atlas (left) and Juno (right).  The picture above was taken on Juno’s birthday, she just turned 2.  (More August Birthdays.)  keeping with the tradition of being a better grandparent than I was a parent, I forgot to mention that my dog snuff turned 8 or 9 on the 8th.  ( bad dog mommy)

Back to the original topic though….being a grandparent to two.

I am going to be a grandparent to two BOYS!!!!!  SO EXCITED!!!!!

I couldn’t keep it secret and needed to share!  I hope everyone has a fantastic weekend!  If you have any trouble, reach out to me I have plenty of happiness in my heart right now!!!!!

Cat out of the bag….

ONE THING that I am really not good at other than telling a lie is keeping a secret.  The whole not being good at lying is NOT because I haven’t tried, it just takes too much work and my face gives me away EVERY. DAMN. TIME. so I gave up trying a long time ago. BUT……….

I do really, really, really TRY to keep secrets. 😦  hmmmm That sounds terrible!  I hate keeping secrets!!!

Can you tell I have a secret?  Or rather I have been trying to keep a secret for a couple months?!?!?!  This is not a BAD secret, in fact it’s really incredible news!!!  The problem is it wasn’t mine to tell……  UNTIL NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


but wait……………

there is more……………….



THING ONE IS PREGNANT WITH            TWINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am going to be a GMA!!!!!!! ( or a granny, or a nanny, or a mimi, oh the possibilities are endless…)   But there it is…. My baby is having babies…and I couldn’t be more excited!!!!!

If you all can throw some GMA names my way, I would really appreciate it!!!!!

Oh wait ….Of course there is more to this story……

Remember in the first paragraph when I said I’m bad at keeping secrets?  I know some of you are like “no shit, you already told ME”….SHHHHH I would never do that , well except this one time….

So my kids godmother is named Wendy.  Unfortunately, we don’t see Wendy that much any more because our lives have taken different paths, but she is still very important to all of us.  I saw Wendy’s Green light come on Facebook the other day, and after about 2 seconds of thought, I figured it would be “safe to tell her”…….

I sent her a message the other day saying, “hey can you talk for a minute”?  She replied, “sure”.  “Ok calling now”

When she answered the phone…..

Wendy: Hey what’s up?

Grace: I have incredible news!!!!

Wendy: OMG Thing ONE is pregnant?!?!?

Grace:  YES!!!!!! But it’s even BETTER than that!!!!!!!!

Wendy:  OMG Twins?!?!?

Grace:  YES!!!!!!!!

Wendy:  Do they run in Z’s (her husbands) family?

Grace:  We didn’t know it, but apparently yes……

Next I hear her talking to someone else who then took the phone from her to talk to me….. ?!?!?!?  I hear… “Hi, Grace it’s Brandon aren’t you so excited to be a grandma?”

HUH?   Stunned silence on my part as my brain races to understand who the hell this Brandon is considering I only know one and this is not his voice.  I mutter out something silly like….

Grace: “hell yeah I’m excited, but how did you know?!?!?”  Remember it’s supposed to be a secret

Brandon:  “well she told my wife and I got to see the ultrasound picture”

At this point, I am frustrated that 1.  I know I am busted for telling the secret, and 2.  I still couldn’t figure out who the hell I was talking to so I reply a little bit snarky

Grace:  Well I got to go to the ultrasound! 😛 😛 😛

Then it dawns on me…. I DO know who Brandon is.   He is the officiant from Thing One and Z’s wedding in March!!!!  Oh shit, I am really busted…

Brandon puts Wendy back on the phone and we finished our conversation.  I can already hear the messenger alerts in my ear and I know that Thing One knows…..ut oh, I’m in trouble….

Thing One:  So now Wendy knows?

With the following screen shots attached…..

I swear you can’t make this shit up!  Brandon and Wendy don’t know each other, they live in completely different towns and just happened to be a swimming lessons with their two daughters.  What are the chances of that?!?!??!!?