When my nephew called to tell his Grandmother she was getting a new Great grandchild, she started a baby blanket. She's been making squares to join together. And because she's making the blanket, she's able to remember that there is a new baby on the way and most of the time remembered it was Richard's. But some of the time she had to ask who it was having a baby.
Yesterday I got an e-mail from my brother saying that my nephew's girlfriend lost the baby. She's ok, but they are both heart broken, I'm sure. I had to tell Mom and she was also heart broken. She worried about Richard all day and even told Stan about it when he got home from work. It also got her to thinking about the ones she lost. She'd lost three out of her 9 pregnancies. She talked about them off and on all that day and said she often wondered what they would have looked like or been like. This is one of those memories that she never brings up. When she talked about that I hung on every word.
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My grandmother lost two adult children. It is difficult for her to talk about it and difficult for me to listen. It makes me sad when she relives sad memories. I haven't quite figured out a way to deal with this aspect of her life. Any suggestions?
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