Changes, Care-giving and Other Such Stuff

It is Saturday morning shower time for Dennis. Once we get his poopy butt clean, he sits in an IKEA metal chair for the rest of his shower. At this stage of the shower, I get about fifteen minutes to myself.

We purchased a baby monitor a few months back, and it works like a dream. I no longer have to sit in the bathroom to watch for problems. Then we bought an extension shower head, so he can turn the water off and on by himself. These to simple solutions bring me 15 minutes of peace on Saturdays.

As a care-giver, I have learned to relish these moments of worry free times. Sure, I still need to be here, and yes, I must be attentive, but it still gives me a few minutes of hands off care-giving.

When I was a young teen, I hated baby sitting and decided never to have children. And here I sit enjoying the freedom that a baby monitor gives to me. When I was an older teen, my grandmother, Ho Ho, needed to have help when my grandfather went to work. I adored her, but really did not like looking after someone who needed help. When I first went to college, I wanted to become a nurse, but I found out. I did not really like sick people. Yet, here I am.

Life stands in the way of plans and contradicts our belief systems. I always knew I could never do what I am doing, today. Yet, I suppose I must have been wrong. What do I believe now? I am not sure, not quite yet, but I think that it is much different than what I have always known to be my own reality.

Until later,
Ann and Dennis