Summer vacation

Since I grew up in NJ we used to go to Wildwood for a week every summer. I never got tired of it, never thought that we should go somewhere else. It was what our family did and I loved it.

I have great memories of lobster dinners, walks on the beach, hours in the motel pool (only after waiting for an hour after eating and what was up with that) and even the time I was staring at the sky and a seagull s*** in my mouth. Think salty and disgusting. Mostly though I just loved spending time with my family and their friends.

 

My husband's family had a cabin in northern Minnesota that they went to every weekend. He has amazing memories of fishing, cards, bonfires and his Dad having a few too many "Martoonies" as he called them. They still have their family cabin even though a lot of the family and friends that shared those times are no longer with us.

 

Now that our children are adults we struggle to find time to be together as a family. With my daughter and son in law in Maryland and my son here in Minnesota we rarely are all together at the same time. But now that Hattie is here I would love to find a way to have an annual vacation tradition. After all, that's the stuff memories are made of.

 

 

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Fabulous freaking Friday

It's Friday. How did that happen, wasn't it just Monday like yesterday. One week just blurs into another until it's either Monday and I'm starting a work week or Friday and I am finishing one.

But it's Friday and the excitement of two days off lays (lies, does lay?) in front of me. I wish I could hang with Hattie.......

                               

But I can't. 

I should rip the weeds out of the front garden and plant some flowers or empty everything out of my refrigerator and try and figure out why there is an inch of ice on the bottom shelf.

But more than likely I will hang with this guy and do absolutely nothing. Why you say? Because it's fabulous freakin Friday and I can.

                               

  

First month

Even though I have two children it still absolutely amazes me how fast they change. The last time I saw Hattie was when she was born and lets face it one minute they look so sweet and adorable and the next minute they look like a constipated old man.......

But now she is a month and she has changed so much. I am going to see her in a few weeks so I'm wondering will she remember me? Will she scream when I rip her from her Mom's arms? How do I become a real part of her life and not just a picture that my daughter points to and says "that's your other Grandma" the one that makes you scream every time she picks you up. The one that sends clothes, books and toys every month (week) because it makes her feel a tiny bit better. 

Will she sense when I am holding her in a few weeks the unbelievable love I have for her that makes my heart about to explode? I hope so. I hope she will know that I already would do anything for her, that every time I have a text with a picture of her I about want to die and that every minute of every day I would give anything just to hold her. 

Hattie

May 24th Hattie came.

It's been and still is a rollercoaster of emotions. Everyone told me being a Grandparent would be amazing but I am not sure I really "got it" till I became one. 

I love her more than is imaginable and I miss her more than is imaginable also. Hattie lives in MD with my daughter and son in law and we (husband Gus, Grandpa and aka "the King") live in MN. 

We were there when she arrived, all 8lbs 3 oz of her and we cried and hugged and instantly fell in love with her. We had an amazing week with her and our MD family and friends and then way too fast we were home and I am left with this heartache of not being able to see her. 

So I am starting a blog about how to make this long distance Grandparent thing work. It seems like a great way to have all the pictures we get of her and our feelings of love, pride and yes loneliness of being 1200 miles away in one place. I know other Grandparents are going through this and I also know we are lucky that our daughter and son in law will welcome us into their home whenever we want to and can make the trip. 

So that's how RosebudSweet has started and I am excited to see where it goes and how my journey as a new Grandmother evolves.