I've had the cutest little best buddy to hang out with the past four months or so: my adorable grandson G-Man. I've been his live-in nanny since early January (along with my husband, when he's not busy flying to far-off lands for his job as an airline pilot)--and I've got to tell you, it's the best gig on the planet for any doting grandmother. But his mommy is about to become a SAHM; and when that happens, I'm going to become, once again, a SAHG.
We are pretty much joined at the hip, G-Man and I. Literally. The little guy rides around on my left hip for a big portion of every day, helping me out as I go about my business. A few days ago, he sat on the left side of my lap while I ordered a Mother's Day gift for my mom online. I typed away on my laptop, awkwardly and painstakingly, using my right hand only. While I was otherwise occupied, G-Man decided to play hairdresser.
How did my hair look when he was done with it? You be the judge.
I usually bring G-Man along when I do my make-up, too--if he gets too stressed about being left a whole five feet away in his crib, sitting in a cozy pillow nest with his toys, with me calling out "Hey buddy, I'm right here" and singing songs to him. If that situation makes him feel too abandoned and sad, I bring him along and let him watch.
It was a lot easier to perform tasks such as this when I first got here, and he was a wee sleepy 3-month-old. Now that he's a squirmy, grabby, 20-pound, almost-7-month-old, it's a little more challenging.
My husband and I are going to be leaving VA a week from tomorrow, heading back to our "real" life in NH. And I'll tell you, I can hardly imagine what it's going to be like performing all my normal everyday tasks--typing a quick email on my laptop, brushing my teeth, putting on my make-up--without my sweet little cling-on stuck to the left side of my body. I think my left arm and hip are going to feel like they're on vacation or something.
But I also think it's going to be sort of...lonely.