Not a baby person
Our 7 month old granddaughter cries and screams at will. I get that new babies and first babies are hard. And I get that being a grandfather is exciting for my husband. But not for me. I can't stand noise. I couldn't stand music in the workplace, neighbor's parties and mindless chit chat. So, I retired and my husband and I moved to the desert. Rural, difficult to access roads. Quiet.
So my stepdaughter, her fiance, their baby and my stepson come for a weekend visit. Then my mother, who was living with my brother, comes for a week-long visit. Then my mother in law comes for 2 wks. Then the "baby gang" com again. Then, my husband offers our home for a last minute "desert wedding" and I spend 4 wks getting it together.
So I think I can rest. Nope. My mother needs to be moved to a retirement home, and spends a week transitioning at our house (because we live the closest to the home.) My eldest brother wants to help with the move, spends a few days at our house, when we learn he has memory issues (his wife was trying to kept it secret), and he got lost on the highway.
So again, NOW I can rest. No. My husband tells the "baby gang" to come up for a visit. He tells me to be more understanding. Be grateful for our blessings. I told him I'm ready to crack.
Beccause I am.