Lately, I have needed to lay out outfits for Mom a bit more, perhaps pull out clean underwear or pajamas.
Today though, after I pulled out fresh clothes and left her to change, she called me back. She needed help with getting her turtleneck on. It felt confusing– where did her head and arms go? So I helped Mom put on her shirt and pants. She fixed her own hair though I had to help a bit with the hairband sunce she wanted it in a ponytail. Then, I made sure she had a snack to bring along, found her purse and off we went for her doctor’s appointment.
The experience felt normal I suppose based on having helped enough young kids change their clothes. But it’s an odd kind of normal.