“Babies are a handful sometimes, a heartful all the time.” Author Unknown
Babies. My Grandma liked babies..she always had time to ohh and ahh..and give advice. This is a four generation photo taken in 1972.
Grandma D. my Mother holding Trica and me.
This was taken in April of 1972. AND oh yes I look tired. Trica did not sleep for more than two hours at a time until she was six months old. She screamed night and day..she had colic. She would scream while I fed her a bottle..she would suck and then scream. My Grandmother left and went home one day..she said I was going to choke that baby for sure feeding her while she was screaming. My pediatrician told me to keep right on feeding her even if she was screaming. Who knows best your Grandma or your Pediatrician? He spent his lunch hour with us one day..watching how she had to be fed..and declared it okay.
Fast forward 12 years to 1984. My baby brother and his wife had a beautiful baby girl.
Grandma got to hold her close when they visited that summer. The little girl is all grown up and married now. I wonder if my Grandmother gave my brother any baby advice?
This was a photo I found last winter when I scanned a whole bunch of old photos that were special to my Grandmother.
In the 12 years between 1972 and 1984 my Grandmother never changed the color of her kitchen..it may have just been a slightly different shade of aqua. Her little window to the porch just had a little bit different white curtain with aqua flowers.
Some things never change..flowery curtains or a favorite color ( My Mother painted her Dining Room and Living room this same color aqua last year.) Another thing that never changes is the love a Great Grandma or a Grandmother has for a new baby:)