The Hubs and I are extremely lucky to have all of our parents involved in our kids’ lives. My parents live close by (like 5 miles close by) and see our kids several times a week. The Hubs’ parents live in New York City, and they visit us a couple of times a year. In between the visits we rely heavily on Skype to keep them involved and updated on what’s going on with Gomer and Adolpha. (They are actually Skype-ing with Nai-Nai and Ye-Ye in the other room as I write this!)
The Hubs and I are firm believers in having a village to help raise our children, and our parents are big parts of our village.
We couldn’t accomplish half the things that we do without them. We both work full time and don’t have any child care outside of school. We are lucky that we have a lot of flexibility in our schedules and as much as we try to make our appointments at different times from one another, some times there just isn’t any other way. When we have to be outside of the home with clients at the same time, we are lucky to have my mom and dad so close who are our number one babysitters.
It’s not just for work either. My parents are good to take our kids overnight at least once a month so the Hubs and I can have some alone time to go to dinner or a movie or just sleep in and recharge our batteries. It’s a win-win-win. We drop the kids off exhausted and grumpy and pick them up refreshed (I’m talking about me and the Hubs being exhausted and grumpy, not the kids — the kids are never exhausted and that’s the problem). The kids love being at grandma and grandpa’s house. What kid doesn’t enjoy staying up late, getting unlimited attention and homemade blueberry pancakes in the morning? (Yeah, my parents are overachievers.) My parents love spending one on one time with them — and let’s face it, my kids are better behaved when I’m not around.
It’s good for my kids and it’s good for us. My kids get a chance to bond with their grandparents and spend quality time with them. The Hubs and I get a much needed break.
I know we are spoiled. I hear about it all the time from my friends. Many of them would like to be “adopted” by my parents. I try to never take them for granted or abuse the relationship I have with them. Plus, we do a lot for them too whenever they need our help.
Sure, grandparents are guilty of giving the kids too much candy or buying too many toys, but I’m willing to overlook all of that because I am so grateful they are close and willing and able to help us out. I’m grateful that my kids are forming bonds with their grandparents and learning from their life experiences. The Hubs’ parents teach them Chinese and introduces them to new foods and a culture completely different from the one they’re exposed to on a daily basis. And my parents? My parents are in charge of “memory making” since we all know I suck horribly at that.
What about you? Do you love ’em or hate ’em?
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