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Never Take For Granted

Lately I've been incredibly apprehensive about the childcare arrangement for our girls. Initially when we announced our pregnancy, my Grandma decided to announce her retirement and watch my kids. How awesome is that? Well that's before we found out the shocker of TWO babies! Two babies is more than she ever bargained for and I have been so worried that she wouldn't be up to the task. Approaching the 30 week mark has really got me thinking, so I decided to have a discussion with her about it. 

 I brought up the issue and asked for her honest feedback. I explained to her how much we love her and would never want to burden her or make her feel like she is stuck in the situation. To which her response was, "Are you kidding? I can't wait!" She said she's been bragging to the girls at work about her new job!

 Huge sigh of relief! 

 I let her know that if at any time, she ever feels too overwhelmed with everything, then we will come up with a plan B and that she shouldn't feel bad if it comes to that. I feel so blessed to have her and my kids will love spending their days with their Great Grandma! She is definitely a trooper! She has worked at the hospital for 40 years this year! And she is thrilled to spend her retirement with her great grandkids. 

 I took her back to see the nursery and she got so excited saying "I'm going to have a heyday in here!" She loved everything about it and looking through everything we have for the girls so far. I hope that once we get into a routine, that she won't find it too overwhelming. But time will be the test! 

 The fact that she plans to come to our house to watch our kids is huge! I just can't imagine taking two baby girls to a daycare that I do not know. And finding someone to take not one, but two baby girls seems impossible! I know that not everyone has this opportunity and I promise to never take it for granted! 

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