#387 MILs help

I am grateful for my MIL.

Yes, you heard that right. I am grateful for my mother-in-law.

Wait. I think the earth just shifted. MILs aren’t often high up on most women’s appreciation list.

But today, I was. And on many days, I am. There are many grandparents who are neither willing or able to babysit their grandkids. Even if they are willing, many times due to ill health, or other circumstances, they are just not able.

My MIL, is both willing and able.

Which makes us lucky indeed.

I was able to drop baby girl off at her place today, as I had a much-needed hairdresser’s appointment. It was so nice to leave baby girl in a familiar place, not have to worry about the company she was in, if she was looked after adequately, or if she would get up to mischief.

The MILs take care of all that when kids are in their care, after all.

And it was easy. It always is easy with her. She is always more than happy to look after baby girl, not only for some works shifts, but when we have appointments every now and then. Distance is clearly an issue, so I can’t get her to watch baby girl all that often, but when there is something and I really need help, I know where I can turn.

I often wonder about women whose parents live far from them, or with whom they don’t have the best relationship with, and I get sad. In a perfect world, each woman would have a safe place to leave their child when and if circumstance arose, and a grandparent is just about the best babysitting option there is. The fact that mine looks after baby girl, but also after me – as I dashed out of her house late to the hairdresser’s, she handed me a foiled packet of lunch for the road – is really, truly, a God-send.

Yes. I know I’m lucky to have a great MIL. I won’t shout it too loud though, or else the earth’s tapestry may just unravel…

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