My mother is in her 70s, and boasts of only two grandchildren — one by me, and the other is my brother’s 5 month old daughter.
Much to her annoyance, we married quite late, and while all her siblings has had numerous apos, many of which were sons, she’s just stuck with two.
However, despite not having that many grandkids, my mother showers my daughter with much unconditional love, toys and gifts.
After my daughter was born, my mom who lived elsewhere, would make a trek to my house at least twice a week to gawk and stare at my daughter. When daughter was older, she became more demanding, and the gifts from her loving grandmother kept on coming.
Mothers who believe in the Montessori method will shake their heads in disbelief. My house is full of my daughter’s toys, all bought by my mother for my daughter. She buys from 168 so it’s not that expensive, but since my mom buys ALL THE TIME, it all adds up.
The Marie Kondo method does not work on us, as everything for my daughter sparks joy.
Just last week for example, my mom took my daughter to Toy Kingdom.
After scouring the shelves and playing with the toys for free, my daughter managed to sucker her grandmother in buying the following:
“It’s only Php 1,200 a set,” my mom claimed. “Cheaper than 168!”
The problem was not that it was cheaper, or whether it was affordable for her. The issue was that I already have two kitchen sets at home — one wooden, and the other one plastic.
“But this has a different design!” the insistent grandmother exclaimed. “A small price for happiness!”
I let my mom buy my daughter a toy. This is them with their haul:
My mom is happy to be a good grandmother to my daughter. Buying for my kid SPARKS JOY to my mom.
My mom is now 70+ years old.
Through the many years, she and my dad worked hard, made sacrifices, and held back on their purchases to ensure that my brother and I have a bright future.
The first time she bought something for herself was 6 years ago, when she asked me whether she should buy sports shoes as she never had a pair. It broke my heart to see my mom never having to buy anything for herself, as she has showered us kids with what should have been hers.
My daughter is just three. She will live longer than my mother.
Hence, my mom only has a few decades to live vs. my daughter. If my mom passes away earlier, my daughter will only have remnants on what type of grandmother she had. If that is the case, one of the best gifts I can give my daughter is that she is unconditionally loved by her grandmother.
My mom has a few years to spoil my child.
Twice a week visits will NOT spoil her as my child lives in our stricter household.
But I do not want to deprive my mom from the joys of grandparenthood.
At the end of the day, our children is ours. My mom is merely borrowing my daughter for a few hours and together, they make each other feel good.
I let her spoil my child now and then. That’s one of the best things of being a grandkid, and a grandmother. It will NOT kill me to let them have their fun.
Here is my mom and my daughter with their haul, walking hand in hand, happily back to the carpark:
I will not be annoyed because she spoiled my child for Php 1,200. It’s just money. And I don’t want to be the killjoy to them both by muttering and complaining to her that she’s spoiling my child.
Instead, I will bask at these photos, seeing them walk hand in hand, knowing that my mom loves my daughter, and my daughter loves her back:
It’s heartwarming and well within my control to give. And this is why I let my mom spoil my child, and let my child sucker my mom.
It won’t be forever, and it’s best to leave your kid with fond loving memories of the grandmother who loves her to death. Because that’s one best gift we can give to our children — the love of the grandparents.
Have a great week ahead!
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