Ian is sobbing at the top of the stairs. He is laying there in a puddle. He is inconsolable.
Because Grandma is in the shower.
Seriously. My kid is losing his mind because he woke up and his grandmother (even though she is in town and in his house) is not immediately available.
My Mom is such a rock star around here.
Yesterday I forced the kids to take a nap with me. When Claudia woke up she only said one word: “Grandma”.
Normally I can’t get the kids off of me. Today I don’t even exist. Half of me loves the freedom. Right now I am typing and nobody is on me. Nobody is whining at me. I am actually alone in the office with the door wide open. It is lovely.
The other half of me feels like a second class citizen.
Oh well. Screw it. I haven’t changed a diaper since my parents got here.