My little had a birthday recently. It was fun for us to celebrate with him. He is feeling like he is now a “big kid.”
I was instructed by his grandpa that I needed to arrange a visit with my littles birthmom around his birthday. Grandparents typically arrange these things, but they are out of town.
I didnt like the way he addressed it…but would actually like to see his birthmom without her parents dominating the visit.
I didnt call her on his birthday. I figured she could call if she wants. I did tell him his birth story…honoring her for carrying him in her belly.
She did call. I am glad. She did mention a visit, so we will see if that works out.
My husband’s mom stopped, and invited HER husband without my knowledge. That was infuriating, since he is a Trump supporter. And therefore, I dont really want him in my home.
My husband’s father didnt acknowledge other than to comment on a fb post by my husband. Again, Trump supporter…so, whatever.
My mother blew it as well…it seems she completely forgot. She forgot my middle son last year. I am so tired of it. Truly. There is no excuse.
So, while I celebrate my little…the extra family drama is hurtful. My kids have never mattered as much as other kids in the family. Fuck them I guess. My kids are awesome.