I’ve been having my local grandchildren once a week for the last ten years.
It’s on my day off, so limits the amount of time I have for myself, also, for three of those ten years, they lived with us, so obviously a lot more was required of me.
The last one starts school in September, and I have mixed feelings. On the one hand I’ll be very happy to reclaim my day off, but I know I’ll really miss her, and I’ll look back on those years with rose tinted glasses.
But don’t feel guilty, circumstances pushed me into helping more than I would have liked to, and with my children well spaced out, I feel like I’ve been looking after children for ever.