Tragedy Strikes, Part 2

Fast forward 4 years, marriage, we welcomed our first child into our lives, it was a magical time, I worked a lot, realizing that babies are super portable, and she was amazingly quiet and happy. We enjoyed our weekends skiing and visiting the in-laws then tragedy struck, my FIL became ill and as any good doctor began eliminating all possible problems until he was sure he could not fixt this himself. He finally reached out for help and after exhaustive tests was sadly unable to fix the grave illness that would eventually take his life before the year was over. In October we witnessed his tragic passing. He had 4 grandchildren by then all of whom he had visits with two of whom were barely 1 year old. We had moved them both into our home just before his passing and in between hospital stays, the home became theirs as well.
Now let me describe our home for you; my mom lived in the main floor she moved in as soon as we bought it with her partner at the time and a couple of dogs, all good. Our young family now tree in total lived on the second floor and my mother in law now became the sole resident in the third-floor suite.