Over the years, when I most needed someone to take my babies out for a stroll, help with stacks of laundry, pop to the shops for supplies, or baby sit so that my husband and I could have an evening out, I had not a single offer of help. At the time, I didn't expect it. On reflection though, it would have been a great comfort to me. Although 600 miles separate us from the newest grandchild, we consider it a privilege to assist and fuss over the wee man. At the same time, son and daughter-in-law are grateful and gracious enough to acknowledge that we make a considerable effort BUT from the moment we arrive, we ask them for instructions on how best to be useful. No way would I ever attempt to do things "my way" or feel put out if my suggestions aren't agreeable. Give and take works every time...and Mum knows best...
Memories of the Swinging Sixties
I have a mobility problem and my husband's angry all the time
