7.23.2009

Full Circle


My house is quiet. G is napping and my Mom (who G calls Gigi) just left after being here for the last two days. Tomorrow, she flies to Alaska to spend six weeks with my Dad on the fishing boat.

Can I just say I've never seen her so upset over leaving? And it's not because she's leaving me...it's because she's leaving the boy.

Her G. They are like peas and carrots.

I always knew my Mom would be a wonderful grandmother, but I had not idea that she'd be THIS great. I mean, she's crazy about G. And he's crazy about her. They have the BEST time.

Growing up, my Mom and I had, well, a strained relationship. I mean, we always loved each other, but man, we fought. Complete personality clash. She compared me to other kids. To me, I felt she was hyper-critical (I know now she was just pushing me to do better - but I also realize there are better ways to encourage kids).

As I got older, we argued about my choices. First, I partied a little too hard for her taste (Okay, I can cop to that. But I was in my early twenties. Sheesh.) And I stopped going to church. Don't get me wrong. I tried SEVERAL churches. But I always ran into the same crud that left me with a pit in my stomach when I left. I won't go too far into it, but I basically got really tired of the do as I say, not as I do judgmental stuff that goes along with many (yes, I know not all) church settings.

Then, when I settled down, I moved in with my boyfriend, who is now my husband. We lived together nearly three years before we married. This was a huge point of contention. Colossal. I was not brought up to live with someone before I was married.

But somehow, when B and I were married, my relationship with my Mom changed abruptly and for the better.

And then, when G arrived, well, she became one of my best friends. For reals. And I love it.

I can't express how grateful I am to have a supportive mom. Maybe I didn't feel like I had that as a young adult, but now, as a fledgling parent, I have all the support from her I could ever ask for.

And G? Well, he has the best Gigi. He's one lucky little boy.

3 comments:

Melissa said...

It was so great to meet your mom today. I'll send you a couple cute pics. My mom and I also had a strained relationship that has completely changed since the day I found out I was pregnant. It's so nice to have the relationship we both wanted.

that's the story of my life... said...

I know what your saying..I can see how much my mom is in love with the kids. George is one lucky boy! Nothing in the world beats calling your mom everyday to talk about your child and she never gets bored of hearing about them. Ever!

Lisa said...

What a beautiful pic!

- Lisa
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