Across the Universe
this is what 6:30pm looks like, just about every night at our house. skype time. since EBN was a month old and my parents vacated their rented apartment in our neighborhood (yes, they rented an apartment so they could be on hand for the first month in the life of the their first grandkid and you best believe they’ll do it again – when we do it again) we’ve been skyping. nightly.
i know this might sound crazy. it is, totally crazy. but it’s also awesome. what did grandparents do before skype? my parents live 3000 miles away and skype makes it so they, basically, haven’t missed a moment. from peeing on the potty to
first second steps they’ve been witness to all the milestones. and even though they only visit a couple several times a year, their faces and their voices have been two of the most prominent in her life.
our skype sessions have evolved (and devolved) over time. it started as way for me to connect with the outside world during those long first days of motherhood. when ABN would be gone at work and it wouldn’t be rare for me to go from 9am-6pm without talking to a single human – other than EBN, of course (and oprah). it was just easier for us to talk over skype, a method that allowed me to hold the kid rather than the phone. and let’s be honest, all my parents were really interested in was getting a glimpse of their #1 cutie (a fact they reminded me of often).
quickly we segued into more specific and focused routines. there have been songs. for months my mom sang you are my sunshine, followed by zipity do dah, followed by i’d rather be blue – we have no idea where that came from – until all of a sudden EBN started singing along. and then there were songs with props. they’ve read stories and, most recently, they’ve started wearing costumes (i’m gonna give you a minute to process that one). whatever they do, whenever i say to EBN, do you want to skype with nani and p’pa, she literally shrieks with delight, often grabbing a
prop toy or accessory of her own to offer as show and tell.
and now that EBN never.stops.talking. it allows them to have real conversations. she tells them about her day (buddy. beach. music class.), she sings, she dances, she turns on the record player. she doesn’t really sit still which is why one of our current favorite skype locals is from the bathtub.
and then, after about 20 minutes (this skype stuff is serious business) we say goodbye – a routine all its own. there’s sometimes a goodbye song (although we may have outgrown that one) and lot’s of blowing kisses from both sides. and then it’s like a bad rom-com – who’s gonna hang up for first (no you do it, no you do it), until this mama pulls the trigger.
sure i use skype for work and to help plan my sister-in-laws wedding. but we all know skype was created for grandparents who live far away.