When the kids move back…

I know I’m not the first and I definitely won’t be the last, but it is hard when your adult kids move back home. They are adults and should take responsibility for themselves, but they are also family and it is the responsibility of family to take care of each other. When grandkids are involved, I just can’t say no.

Our daughter is 22. She, her husband and their 3 year old son moved back in with us in March. Since they have moved in, life seems to be at a standstill. It’s like we are treading water waiting for them to be able to move out so we can start swimming foward again. They have been in financial trouble for at least a year when they finally waved the white flag and ask if they could move back in to get on their feet. This last month we found out that they plan on staying until December or January so 5-6 more months of treading water.

It is nice to see our grandson, but we have NO alone time anymore. For one, our grandson is a definite Grandma’s boy. He follows us every where. Samantha (our daughter) isn’t any better. Once Kaleb is in bed, she seems to take his place. What is funny is that we actually have to start making out in front of her to get her to leave us alone (usually with a huff and “You could have just told me to leave!”). No we don’t use that method on our grandson… Another twist in this “adventure” is that Samantha is pregnant. Our next grandson is going to be born around Thanksgiving. The due date is three days before Thanksgiving. If that is the case she will probably be in the hospital for Thanksgiving. Kind of funny because at the moment the smell of turkey makes her nauseous.

There really isn’t room for them now (they are all sleeping together on a king size bed in the spare bedroom). When the new baby comes it will be even more caotic. It will be a joy to see the new one, but it’s going to be a crazy atmosphere at our house. I wish I wasnt so clausterphobic. I tend to stay in my office on my computer or playing games when I’m home to pass the time. This is more of a defensive tactic to keep me from getting between the bickering (the stress on them hasn’t been easy either).

I’m just hoping we all get through this time in one piece and with our respective relationships in tact. I believe it will all be ok in the long run, but it may be a bumpy ride. This post isn’t really going anywhere, but I just felt the need to whine a bit and sort out where the last 4 months have gone.