Wednesday, October 19, 2011

A deviation from the topic at hand……….

Today I feel like poo. Not literally – just emotionally.

Yesterday I got the not-so-subtle brush off from my nephew’s mother. I asked for an address to send his birthday present to (because I knew they had moved and I hadn’t gotten the new address). She replied with her father’s address. REALLY????>

Now I realize that my brother is a certified ass and my nephew really doesn’t want much to do with him. I also realize that my mother is pretty cold and my nephew really doesn’t want anything to do with her.

HOWEVER, I have gone out of my way to be nice, accommodating and understanding when it comes to this situation.

The Situation – My family (including my brother) hadn’t actually met my nephew until a couple years ago. Let’s just say that Baby Mama #2 (yep #2) did something especially smart and kicked my brother out of her life when she got preggers. However, none of the rest of us had ever met her, so she had no idea that the rest of us weren’t completely certifiable. Hence, no meeting of the nephew until my niece (from Baby Mama #1) decided she wanted to meet her brother. That led to the rest of us meeting him and Baby Mama #2. So nephew was 8 ½ when we finally met him.

I thought (that’s what I get for thinking) that Baby Mama #2 and I actually got along. We talked about my brother and his issues. She said that I understood my brother better than she thought. I bought her boys (yep she’s got another Baby Daddy) both winter stuff (boots, gloves, snow pants, coats, etc,.) and my nephew school clothes and shoes. – Now, I know that sounds like I was trying to buy my way in, but I had been buying that type of stuff for my niece since she was born, so I figured I could do it for my nephew too.

So 2 ½ years later, here we are.

What irks me the most is that I actually doubt that my nephew doesn’t want to see any of us. He’s just reflecting his mother’s feelings back to her. (OOPS! Psychology degree rearing it’s ugly head!!!)

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