Edda slept so well in her couch crib – from 9pm to 6:30am. When Edda was ready for bed, we shoved the back of one couch against the other couch to create a little nest so she wouldn’t fall out and I brought all of Edda’s sheets from home so she have a familiar smell & feel. This way we didn’t have to carry her up/down the stairs for her to sleep. Vickey – true to form – started watching the wedding at 5 am (she often is up at 5 am on a regular day) in her basement as to not disturb sleeping Edda. I went to the basement at 6:15, tiptoeing past a sleeping Edda on the first floor. When Edda woke up, we moved to the first floor. Vickey and Bert look way more put together than either me or Edda.
I brought over our keyboard because we aren’t using it and Bert has recently shown interest in learning the piano – so I assembled it during lulls in the ceremony.
Vickey cooked so much delicious food and I brought it home to a hungry Vince. He went straight for the tub of cheeseballs.
Then I went to Nat’s graduation in College Park. She’s graduating with a degree in accounting. I realized that I don’t care very much for my own graduation ceremonies, but these graduation ceremonies that I get to go – not quite as a mother figure, but something like an auntie figure – are fun and meaningful to me (even though they are long. oh so long…) . When Edda was born, I didn’t realize how many caregivers would become an important part of my life. I’ve listened to stories about their loves, families, schooling, friends. I’ve given advice when asked for it, I’ve seen them grow up and change and figure stuff out for themselves and I’m happy to be part of it. I like thinking that when they tell their life story, there will be a part where they say – and I worked for a year or a couple of years for this family in Maryland and they had this special needs daughter and it was (fill in the blank here).