How Involved Should Grandma Be?

My husband and I both grew up on the east coast, but haven’t lived there since we got married.  It’s hard for both of us to believe, but it’s true, nonetheless.

Living away from where we grew up means many things, from the occasional cultural gap with our friends to traveling for holidays to talking to Grandma and Grandpa using a webcam and SKYPE.  Still, our parents are as hands-on with our kids as they can be from 10 and 12 hours away.  (See mine in the photo, taking my kids into DC.  Good sports!  Brave souls!)  They visit often, try to make it out for different sports seasons, and are (mostly) happy to chip in and babysit when my husband and I need to get out of Dodge for awhile. 

One of the few advantages, I suppose, to living this far away is that we don’t have to deal with either of these situations:

  1. Our parents live in the same town, but aren’t the slightest bit interested in babysitting.  Not only do they give us our space, they create more than we’d like. 
  2. Our parents live nearby and are so integral to our family that we couldn’t function without them, even though maybe we should.  Our needs come before theirs, and they still help us solve our problems.

Both of these scenarios are addressed in Joanne Kaufman’s article yesterday, in the NYTimes, When Grandma Can’t Be Bothered.  But, clearly, the article focuses on Scenario A, calling these women “glam-mas.”  In the article, Kaufman quotes writer Catherine Conners’ mother:

“I raised two children whom I love dearly, “ she said.  “I was a stay-at-home mom.  Then I discovered when I started my own career that there was a whole other world out there.”

I think this is interesting for two reasons:

1)    Grandma Conners is unapologetic for her stance.  She loves her kids, she loves her grandkids, but she’s been there and done that.  Enough said.

2)    Don’t we all want our children to find their own way?  Isn’t that what Grandma Conners has done?  Is this all bad?

I wonder if there isn’t a happy medium here.  I mean, of course we know there is, but does it exist in the real world?  Do your parents or in-laws live nearby?  Do you find yourself fitting tidily into Scenario A or B above?  If not, how have you managed it?  Did you have to set parameters?  Did your healthy relationship evolve naturally?  If you had one piece of advice for new parents with nearby grandparents, what would it be?

5 thoughts on “How Involved Should Grandma Be?

  1. My advice…since I have just about the scenario 1 and 2 is create your own family space and routine and stick to it. Do not become dependant on the other and do not allow boundaries to be crossed.

    And make an effort to stay involved with the parents who don’t want to be. You’ll regret it later if you don’t.

    Great post!

  2. I haven’t read the Times article yet (heading there next) but I do think my parents have found a good compromise. They don’t live close by and my mom has a VERY busy job (routinely works 70+ hours a week and travels frequently). My dad is retired but is a musician who performs and rehearses quite a bit. But they do make time to spend with us and our kids. If we need them (such as during my recent miscarriage) they will drop everything to help, and in non-emergencies we just plan ahead far enough to make sure that we can see each other regularly. It works pretty well for all of us.

    Do I wish we all lived closer? 99% of the time, yes.

  3. I’m proud of my mom. Sure, it’d be awesome if she wanted to do more babysitting, but she is who she is and she doesn’t apologize for it. She thinks newborns are boring; she’s kinda right. At least she’s honest with me about that.

    She shows her love in her own way. I can’t ask for more than that.

  4. I wish I had family close by.

    Free Babysitting. I mean, so my kids could spend more time with them.

  5. Wow, there’s a lot to think about here. I don’t have a lot of answers. Only my husband’s family lives in town, and when we first had a baby, they expected they would be “needed” a lot as they were with my husband’s sister’s baby. I think it took them a while to see my husband and I weren’t that “needy.”

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