Gabrielle here, still blogging about grandma travelling and the effect on her granddaughter. It’s been a while now and it seems it’s more difficult for us to adjust than I thought it would be.
I guess the text books would talk about adaptation
When the phone rings my daughter takes it up expecting it to be her gogo. Often she is right. So she talks to her grandma, bringing the phone everywhere with her around the house. She shows Gogo what she’s done (you know like when you are on skype or video chat and the person can see what’s going on).
I tell her “Remember Grandma travelling, so not much time”. It has no effect.
Missy then takes the phone and tells gogo, it’s time to eat and she feeds her. She gives her something to drink and puts the bib on her. Finally she puts her to sleep on the pillow with a blanket and then she hugs her sooooo tight then gives her bisous, tout le jour.
This grandma travelling has become an event with some unique side effects. When did the phone become gogo you ask; when did talking to gogo became a phone thing…
Communication lines are very open
Everyday my daughter gets on her phone to talk out important things to GoGo, sometimes it’s not in English or French… some other language of the soul. There’s a fax machine phone we have that broke and it’s sitting in the computer room on a table at her reach. She goes to the phone picks it up and dials a number then starts her very long conversations with her teachers from school, mummy, and of course her gogo.
It always starts with “I know grandma travelling but I know it is Gogo. Hello Gogo”. If she thinks we need to talk she calls me to talk to the person on the phone. She’s always very clear on who is on the phone and why…
Where did this girl come from…if I have a problem I think I will use the fax machine too, I believe she has found a direct line to letting out what’s on your mind….maybe I’ll keep that old and broken fax machine …