Mum to Mum
Wendy’s worried she’s overworking her golden oldies
Gulping down their last few spoonfuls of pasta, I double-checked that my twin sons had everything they needed. ‘Clean pants for tomorrow?’ I asked them.
‘Mum,’ wailed Alex, nine, ‘leave it out.’
‘Homework books?’ I nodded to his brother, James.
‘Yes, Mum,’ he muttered. My boys have been packing their own overnight bags since they were tots, but I still liked to check on them. Something I know they hate! Bags in hand, we headed off to my parents’ house.
My mum, Eileen, 66, and dad, Stan, 73, only live five minutes away, and are super hands-on grandparents.
Not only are they valuable back-up, they’ll also babysit at the drop of a hat, and they’re in the audience for every musical performance and school play.
Since the boys were little, my folks have taken them overnight every Wednesday, to give me and my hubby, Stephen, 41, a break.
As a busy mum of twins with a part-time job in property rental management, it can be hard to juggle everything.
Plus, my boys do love spending time with them.
Dad’s always up for kicking a football round the garden. And, if James manages to steer one into the gap between the two bushes, Dad cheers as if it’s 1966!
Picking the boys up next day, I thanked Mum for having them. ‘You know we love it,’ she said. ‘Say bye-bye to Nanna and Grandad,’ I chirped.
That evening, I tucked them in bed and headed downstairs.
‘Sounds like they had a great time with your parents,’ Stephen, an engineer, smiled. ‘They’d be lost without them.’
Even though it was just a passing comment, Stephen’s words stayed with me all night.
I lay awake, wondering what on earth I’d do without Mum and Dad. Then, I worried that I was putting too much on them.
I know they wouldn’t have it any other way, but they do so much. Maybe too much?
I’m exhausted after a day of running around after the twins, so goodness knows how they feel!
Also, I wonder if the boys realise that my parents – while they’re fit and healthy, touch wood – can’t always keep up with them? The kids could be running them ragged, but they’d never say.
Since picking up on this, I’ve noticed that Mum and Dad do loads more than any of my friends’ parents.
The last thing I want is to offend them or sound ungrateful, so how do I find out if it’s getting to be too much for them?
And how can I make my boys aware that Nanna and Grandad are getting older, without scaring them?
Wendy Freeman, 44, Middleton, Gtr Manchester
‘THEY DO SO MUCH FOR ME’
Are Wendy’s boys too tiring?