Mummy is fed up

My younger sister and I got into a bit of a tiff this weekend. Emerson and I made plans with her and my nephew to go to the egg hunt on Saturday. On Saturday morning, I texted and asked if she wanted to go to a later hunt in hopes that it would warm up a bit. The first hunt was at 10am, which meant we’d all have to be up and out of the house earlier. Emerson typically naps around that time. I know my sis and nephew go to bed pretty late, so I thought the noon hunt would work better for them anyway. The birthday party we were all invited to started at noon too, so we could head up directly after, which would work out well. Anyway, she responded that my nephew no longer wanted to go to the egg hunt. The weekend prior, he blew Emerson and I off too because he didn’t “feel like” going to Giggles and Smiles. I was pretty annoyed. If he wasn’t going that meant we wouldn’t get to spend time with her either. I told her she lets him dictate these things, therefore it ruins us spending time together. She didn’t like that at all and proceeded to tell me that “we don’t have to go somewhere we don’t want to go” My response was “why make the plans then if you didn’t really want to go?!” It wasn’t about the egg hunt. It’s just about hardly seeing them and wanting to hang out with them. Of course, she stepped it up a level and told me to not go there and that I barely spent time with my nephew as a baby. I won’t disagree with her there. I was 19 years old when he was born. I was in college and working a full-time job, so no, I didn’t’ spend UBER amounts of time with him.  I wish I had. It was a different time back then. I try to spend time with him now, but she always lets him blow us off, which is starting to really piss me off.

 

It’s called keeping a commitment. She shouldn’t teach him to be flakey like this. Family is important and I want Emerson growing up with his aunt and cousin. We shouldn’t only be seeing each other for holidays. That’s ridiculous. We only see my other sister for holidays, which I disagree with too, but you can’t make someone want to come around. Anyway, they didn’t go to the hunt, or the birthday party, but I saw that my nephew went to his dad’s sister’s house on Saturday and spent the night, which meant my sister had the night without him again. He’s been spending the night at his other aunt’s house with all of his cousins. I get that it’s fun because there are a ton of kids over there, but it pisses me off. She could have spent time with us before he went to his aunt’s house. The fact that she didn’t try to make plans with us later on in the day is what really ticked me off, but she makes sure he can go sleep over at his other aunt’s house.

 

 It’s a battle that I am done fighting. On Sunday, I didn’t ask her to go with us to Seabase. Typically, I’d ask her if she and my nephew would want to come, or meet us later for lunch, but I didn’t ask this time. She didn’t go to my parent’s house either. She told me she is tired of doing stuff because she feels guilt tripped into doing it. Seeing your family shouldn’t be a damn guilt trip. It should be a fucking priority. A couple of Sundays ago, she posted on Facebook that she was hungover. My nephew slept at his other aunt’s house, therefore she went out with her fiancé and drank too much. I responded that she better still be coming to mum and dads. We hadn’t seen them in a week and she had already made the commitment to come! Don’t flake on us over a fucking hangover. She said if I am sick there is no question why I’m not at mum and dads. Um, because I am sick from an actual sickness, not alcohol. Prior to Emerson’s existence, even if I went out with friends. I still came to my parent’s house EVERY Sunday. I used to make a weekend of it and I’d go sleep at their house from Friday to Sunday as a damn adult! I’d pack the dog up after work on Fridays and we’d head to their house just to stay and spend time with them, so I really don’t want to hear any shit from anyone. I had a social life and I still saw my fucking family too. I expect the same out of everyone. I am just sick of it.  You can’t tell anyone anything though because they don’t see the damn logic behind it. Have your life, but actually include your family in it too. It’s just so fucked up to me. I don’t get it. I spent time with my parents on Friday and Saturday, then saw them yesterday too. I get not everyone is like me. Fine, but why can’t we all at least stick to Sunday like we were doing especially if you’re not doing anything, but nursing a hangover. Drink a little less, so you can see your family too.

 

She disagrees with me and doesn’t see my perspective. In her mind, it’s her life and she can do “whatever the fuck I want” Yes, I agree. Do whatever you want, but you can’t constantly dick people over like that. It isn’t right. Who do you go to when you need someone, or something, or someone to just be there for you? Obviously I will always be there regardless, but it’s just hard when it isn’t reciprocated.

 

On Saturday, she’s dying Easter eggs with her fiancé’s kids and my nephew. Typically, this is a family event. We do this together. Emerson and I weren’t invited. Her fiancé does NOT like me. I don’t think he likes anyone in our family. There are times when I’ll talk directly to him, and he ignores me right to my face. He makes it apparent that he doesn’t care for any of us, so I’m guessing that’s why she didn’t invite us to dye eggs with them. I don’t feel like being disrespected, so I’m not even asking. Emerson and I are just going to do it by ourselves. I invited my friend and her kids, but she isn’t sure they can make it yet. I hope they can. I guess I just need to accept that things are different now even though I don’t like it. I just feel like Emerson and I are always alone. That isn’t anyone else’s problem, but mine, so I should stop trying to force everyone to spend time with us.

 

My mom mentioned lending out some of Emerson’s baby stuff to a friend who is expecting. My dad nixed the idea. Apparently he thinks that I’m going to get married and have more kids because I’m really good at this whole mom business. That made me feel REALLY good that he thinks that highly of me J Sigh. Okay, I’m ending this rant for the day!