The Numbers

While I was rocking Maddy to sleep last night, I got to thinking about the fact that my MIL is going to be watching my precious baby once Jerry goes back to school. At first I was getting all depressed and feeling guilty that she would spend more time with Maddy than I would, until I realized something - her time with Maddy is just the work day. I will be home with her every night and 24 hours a day on the weekend, so the numbers make me feel much better about this. I really can't stand the idea of her witnessing Maddy's milestones without me, but I've read some other bloggers feelings about these things, and I guess when she says her first words and takes her first steps AND I see it, that's the first time for me and it doesn't matter what MIL tells me.

FYI - MIL has a "nursery" set up already in her house (she did before the girls were born) with a crib, changing table and everything! Their names are even on the walls! She bought a swing, two bouncy seats and a boppy pillow (even though they will be 6 months old by the time she keeps them everyday). I think maybe she thought SHE was having the babies. Crazy!

I just keep telling myself that watching Maddy and Jenna is going to be her "job" and she's getting paid with a brand new car... Long story short, Jerry's sister and us bought her a loaded Chrysler Pacifica and are making the payment in return for childcare. She didn't ask for this or anything, it is just something we decided to do since her old car wouldn't fit two car seats in the back and the double stroller wouldn't fit in the trunk. Anyhow, her time with Maddy will be split with Jenna and it will be a "job." My time with Maddy is Mommy time - one on one with her and extreme quality time (especially so due to the guilt of being a working mom). I know MIL doesn't look at this way, but in my head this logic makes me feel better.