grandma left on saturday, and i have been catching up since then.
it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be on some levels.
on other levels, it was worse.
i was not nearly as hospitable as i hoped i would be. i am one of those people who really enjoy my personal space, and i guess i just felt that i couldn't be my self in my home. isn't that what having guests is all about, though?
i also felt like i was performing, and i do not like having to put on an act.
i also learned a lot from my MIL
i watched her interact with my children. not just sit on the couch and watch them play.
ahem. i would never do that. sit on the couch that is. ahem.
she got down on the floor and wrestled them (when mommy wasn't in the room, we have a pretty strict-or so i thought-rule about wrestling with girls...), tickled them, read to them, got totally involved with their imaginative play.
i don't do that nearly as often as i should. instead, i bustle around doing chores, tidying up after the kids, doing laundry, making meals, cleaning the kitchen...you know, 'mommy stuff.'
but i watched my kids very happily playing with grandma. vying for her attention, even jealous for it. grandma was first pick for both the boys when it came to reading stories, playing candyland, or who to sit next to at the table. stinkerbell still chose me...thank goodness!
they love their grandma. and i got to see that my own time with my kids was sorely lacking...i don't dig in nearly enough. i am usually just looking for things to occupy their time so i can do other things.
so. thank you, mother-in-law. even though i was apprehensive about your visit, you taught me something about being a better mom.
and i am glad i took the time to see the lesson you were teaching me.