Hi SRJD. It is hard being the tough Mom/Grandma. Your situation sounds so similar to mine, except that you have twin girls having babies within weeks of each other? One is extremely disrespectful and one borderline? Double, no quadruple ouch. Now you are worrying for them and your grandbabies.
I will tell you a bit more of our story. Being that my daughter was just 15, we had to deal with her situation and the baby. We tried, stumbled, fell, extended help, there are just so many variables and layers of intense feelings and scenarios wrapped up in young, disrespectful, biological parents, "baby makers." They are still too young to grasp the concept of being responsible for themselves, then here is this little bundle they have to care for. Top that off with a very dysfunctional relationship. What a hellish ride.
Of course we love our grandchildren.
It is extremely stressful to deal with parents not ready to care for babies.Once the novelty wore off, we were faced with two people who resented the consequences of the choice (mistake) they made to become parents at a young age. They are still stuck in that mode, wanting to recapture their lost teenaged lives. I am sure there are young folks out there who manned up to the job and turned their lives around. My daughter strapped with three children at 20, went through a series of breakups, breakdowns, tangled with CPS, which the end result was my husband and I cared for the children while their parents went to rehab and counseling. We also had to attend meetings with the family, with the purpose of reuniting the children with their parents. We got no help from agencies, we drained our savings. This sort of thing dragged on for years. The childrens' father would come to our house and start arguments with my daughter. He would scoop up one of the babies defiantly and scream, "If you won't be with me you will never see the kids again." My daughter would take off running in hot pursuit down the road, crying and pleading with him. I would call 911 and head down in the car, a huge lump in my throat, heart pounding. The police would come and do nothing, because he was the father. My daughter would turn on me and say "Why did you do that? You are only making things worse."
Talk about confusing! She wanted my help, she didn't want my help, it was a crazy, crazy ordeal.
There are many more sad stories woven in with fleeting moments of hope, usually after rehab and counseling, where the focus was on getting their kids back, and routine testing forced them to remain clean.
Retrospect is a wonderful thing. Looking back, my responses would have been much different.
I am not telling you what to do SRJD, just sharing with you so you will weave a quilt of knowledge from the experience of others, and make informed decisions.
We had to fly by the seat of our pants. The very nature of people striving after a high is to live in frenzy. This chaotic whirlwind took over 11 years of our lives. Coming, going. Heartache after heartache.
With all of this under our belt, this is what I would have done if I could turn back the hands of time. I would have told my daughter to go to a shelter. We interfered with her chances to wake up to her responsibility by allowing her to go through the revolving door.
Picturing that little baby, it can seem like a heartless thing. But, that little baby needs a mother. The sooner her mother realizes that, the better. She may, or may not realize it under your roof. Seems the latter is more likely, due to your daughters disrespect for you.
So my dear, that is what I have to say for tonight. I so feel for you. It is a tough, tough deal.
I had my first child at 20 with my hubby. We were young, but we managed, because we had to.
((hugs))