Childhood memories are hard for me. I don't have many good ones. I remember wishing I had the memories of the family of "Little House on the Prairie."
When I became a mother, that's what I was striving for. It spurred me on when our community hosted a mock land run for the Cherokee Strip Centennial celebration in 1993.
With the help of friends and my Mother-in-Love, I made historical outfits for all of us. Our youngest at the time wore her great-grandmother's baby dress.
I had so much fun learning how to sew these clothes that I just kept sewing for myself, our children, our home and friends.
Grandmother-hood is not what I expected
I really don't know what I was expecting. The babies are precious. As par for the course around here, they think their grandfather is awesome and I just seem to be that crazy lady he lives with. I'm okay with that. He's so good with children.
I've noticed a tendency in myself to concentrate on beholding our daughters as mothers. They're both doing such an amazing job with their little ones. They handle motherhood completely different from one another, like they have with every thing else in their lives. They are such completely different personalities. Their babies are happy, healthy and relatively well behaved for their ages. I can't ask for more.
When they come over, I steal my kisses and tickles. Yes, they are stolen. They look at me like, "Oh it's Meemaw's thing. Let's get it over with so I can go play." Then they run off to one of the aunts or uncles and start dragging toys out.
Memories aren't always the same as reality
Soaking it in
I have matching outfits cut out for them out of fabrics I made a scrappy skirt from and patterns are out for more projects. I'll be in my happy place, they'll have cute outfits to play and get dirty in and it'll make cute pictures for preserving these memories.
In the meantime, I'm taking some ideas from the article I shared above, remembering some of the fun things my grandparents did with me and that Paul's parents did with our children.
One of these days, these little ones will have at least a few special memories of their Meemaw.
What are some special memories you have of your grandparents? If you're in that season of life now, what are a few traditions you do with your grandchildren? I'd love to know!