My son got married when he was already 33 years old. That’s normal now, but it used to be considered late. He got married when his girlfriend got pregnant. We were happy, because it was our first grandchild, a girl was born. we were happy. Daughter-in-law is not bad at all, a good hostess, the house is always clean, young, pretty, knows how to knit, which surprised me, because I have never really held a needle. All in all, a nice young girl, of normal character, my son is happy, and I have nothing else to wish.
When my granddaughter was three years old, they announced a new pregnancy. The second boy was born. They began to rebuild the house that was left to us by my grandmother. Good, we were glad. Not even three years later, my sister-in-law says she’s expecting a third. And after another couple of years, she got pregnant again.
They live from paycheck to paycheck of the son, he grows from where it is necessary, he can repair everything himself, he is engaged in construction, he made and makes everything himself. But he is a simple driver, what does he need a third child for? He is hardly ever at home, and all the time he is busy working part-time jobs.
Of course, his wife is engaged in the registration of all the benefits that are possible. And she even managed to get the status of a low-income family so that the state pays even more. Sometimes they give me ten thousand, at least thank you for that. She is very frugal, but it annoys me. It’s impossible to look at my grandchildren without pity, she buys clothes for them only worn-out ones from websites. I buy them shoes from my pension, so they don’t go around in rags, still shoes should be new.
And before the New Year, my sister-in-law gave me a list of everything I needed for the kids. Do you think it included sweets and toys? Well, they weren’t. The list only included the things they needed, even massage oil, socks, tights, in general, all the things you can’t buy through the ads.
I asked my son where they were going to have their fourth baby. But he just brushed it off.
I was able to raise a responsible son, hardworking, not afraid to take on any job. His wife is almost 35 years old, she hasn’t worked anywhere, she has no employment history. Maybe at 40 she’ll have her fifth baby, which wouldn’t surprise me. But I also will not live forever, or just get old and will not be able to help, my daughter-in-law’s mother is dead, there is no one else to help, except for me, at least they were able to finally rebuild the house. However, they are all there on each other with four children, still not a cottage.
I asked her: “And when the benefits run out, what will you do? Where are you going to look for a job when you’re 40 without working a day?” She told me that she was going to get out of it somehow. And if God forbid something happens to my son? What do I do then? How do I get so many children back on their feet?
I have another son who resents me that I very rarely spend time with his child, because I have no time, I spend all my time helping my first son’s family
