I have to share a story….My mother, who has fought cancer twice and won, came over yesterday to watch Tucker for me. She was there to get him off the bus..they ate and played hard. He went down for his nap at 1pm.
I received a phone call from her later in the day…she said “Tucker is so funny, you didn’t tell me he likes to climb up on his refrigerator”. OOOPS, sorry. “He would get up there and just laugh and laugh, then needed help getting down”. Yup that is his new found fun. “He slid down the slide, but not until I would say READY, SET and then he would say GO and slide”. She said it didn’t take him long to fall asleep, just a few minutes, but he required her hand to hold…..
My mom has been there for EVERYTHING with Tucker. (She was diagnosed with cancer when I was pregnant with Hunter, had radiation right after she was born and another bout 3 years later.) She was there every day, at the hospital, with Tucker, either relieving us or just to see him. She knew how to do the mickey button, she knew what medicines he was to get and made sure nurses were giving the best care…..it has been a road that hasn’t always been enjoyable. She has always worn the hat of “protective” Grandma…”is he OK”, “what if”, “how do I”…. Now that Tucker is a typical toddler, eating by mouth, walking, communicating….it is SOOO nice to hear how fun he is to her. I am sooo grateful for so many things in my life…But my MOMMY is right up on the top.!!!
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