

For most part their week was the usual: Kika being grumpy, needy, and “gluing” onto me while avoiding almost everybody else. Siegfrieda greeting every guest, rolling herself into a sushi with any mat around her.
New Year’s Eve was a bit problematic because fireworks, including ones that were banned from my city (the ones with loud explosions). Frieda got really afraid of them, and Kika extra grumpy. But past that, no issues.














Nobody will be ever “completely” grown up, or “completely” free of problems. That’s simply life.
The same of course applies to parents. Often I looked at the dumb shit my mum did while raising me, and I can’t help but think “goddammit”. Nowadays I can see it was simply lack of maturity from her part, coupled with a fair bit of stress.
On the main topic: raise kids when you feel you’re ready for it. Perhaps next year, next decade, or when you’re 50. Family pressure is normal, because being a [grand-]grandparent has all the perks of being a parent but none of the cons.