Grandma Honey Meets Harper

A few days after I got home from the hospital my mom came to spend a week helping to take care us. I knew that after having a c-section I would need considerable help. I wasn't allowed to drive for at least 2 weeks and I couldn't lift anything heavier than Harper....that meant I couldn't carry Harper in her car seat....or the diaper bag. I was ordered to take it very easy. I knew that wouldn't be possible with 5 kids unless I had someone come in as the "mother" and take over. My mom accepted the challenge. I usually don't like to ask for help but I decided that I was going to do everything in my power to enjoy this little caboose, so if people were willing to step in and help out....I wasn't going to say no. My mom asked me if it would be helpful to sleep in my bed with me so that BJ could get a good nights rest in the basement. I thought that was a great idea. So each night my mom and I climbed into bed with little Harper wrapped up tight like a cocoon in her cradle and talked until we fell asleep. When Harper would wake up she would change her diaper and hand her off to me to feed her. Then after I was done I would hand her back to my mom and she would get her back to sleep. We spent 5 nights like that. I enjoyed my mom so much in those quiet hours---just me and her and sweet little Harper. Then in the morning BJ or my mom would get the kids off to school and then Jace would go to pre-school in the afternoon and we would spend the afternoon together having lunch by the sunny window, holding Harper and talking about everything under the sun. When the kids came home from school she spent time with them, read to them, got the table set for dinner (she never had to cook a meal because little wonderful elves came in each night with a wonderful dinner prepared for us to devour--I will never forget the generosity sent our way!) and took care of everything that needed to get done to keep the house up and running smoothly. I thought that it might have been a bit overwhelming for her but I was completely wrong. She loved every minute...she kept commenting on how wonderful it was to be in a busy house again with lots of children's voices. It reminded me to relish this stage of life. I LOVED having my mom here. It was a week I will never forget!!!!

I love you mom!!!!