Yesterday was Hailey's regularly scheduled checkup. She's had a rough time of it lately. Her feet are swelling, she's not sleeping, she's been vomiting again, the stretch marks are taking over, her back hurts and she is just uncomfortable all the time. The doctor diagnosed her with third trimester pregnancy.
I feel for her, I really do, but no one said it was all fun and games. The doctor said little man is growing like he should and basically everything she is feeling is normal and is only going to get worse before it gets better.
We are slowly getting ready for this little guy. The bedrooms are being remodeled, moved around and redecorated. The shower plans are in the works. In a couple weeks Hailey starts her parenting, breastfeeding and birthing classes.
With all the resources available to her, Hailey will be better prepared than I was, or the millions of women who came before me. What I need now are grandparenting classes.
I want to be involved but not take over. I can be a bit of a control freak, surprising I know, and I don't want to interfere with Hailey's parenting.
It's going to be hard with them living in the house with me, I'm going to want to "help" and "make things easier" and "let Hailey rest." I need to remind her that it's ok to tell me to go walk the dog or something.
I need to remind myself that she can do this. Women have been raising babies since the beginning of time and they have all been doing it without my