Miss Moneybags

My mom and sister are leaving for Seattle for a month to help my grandfather move out of his house and into his daughter’s house in South Carolina. Last night, she had wanted me to pay for her tickets online, and she would repay me the next day in cash. This is after I had to pay $1400 in rent and bills for the month. I told her I couldn’t pay for her tickets because I just paid my bills. The next day (today), she asked me to buy her work office a subscription to People Magazine online, and once again, she would pay me later. 53 issues for $2.49. Once again, my financial situation hadn’t changed in the last 12 hours I had talked to her. Apparently I am made of money. Or, money grows on one of the trees outside my apartment and is readily available to me. All this for a woman who refuses to acknowledge her up and coming grandson. WHY, I ask. I do alot for her, like feed them dinner when they come over weekly.

During my last ultrasound, my OBGYN found the ultrasound showing an enlarged right atrium and referred me to a specialist. She said they would call me with a referral number and to make an appointment. After a week of waiting, I called her office back and asked what was taking so long. Two days later, I was called and today I was finally able to talk to a person to make an appointment. What a hassle. I hope it really isn’t this hard to talk to someone once I go into labor. And does my mother know of all this? No. Why would I ask someone for their support when they could care less about their grandson? Mum knows, she’s been harping on me to get the appointment scheduled. Hopefully the specialist will say it was all just a precaution and there’s nothing wrong.

 

The Elephant

We (the hubby and I) finally had our official housewarming party. I invited my friends/co-workers, MacD invited his. My mom also decided to show up, a few hours before our party started. This was to be expected, but she also knew we were having a party a few hours after she would show up. She also announced to me that my father would be coming over as well. That was unexpected. They came over, he saw me and the bump. There’s no hiding my belly now. Not even with a sweatshirt on. He also saw the ultrasound pictures on my fridge, and snooped ( I mean that, I didn’t actually give him a tour around my apartment), into our bedroom and saw the crib, clothes, changing table, etc. He didn’t say anything at all. Not once. He looked at me funny, almost in a longingly stare as if to say, “oh my god, my daughter is a grown up, what have you done getting knocked up and having this baby”. But he still didn’t say anything the whole time he was there. He did end up leaving early, to go to LA to meet a friend of his up there. My mother and sister stayed a full hour and a half after our guests first started showing up, watching tv. They made everyone uncomfortable. We all hung out around the kitchen, they stayed glued to the tv. The whole experience was very uncomfortable. I doubt my parents will even say anything now that everyone knows I’m pregnant. It’s just going to be that elephant in the room.

After my mom and sister left, everyone had a great time. We played Rockband and they drank margaritas and daiquiris and beer. I think everyone had fun (myself included), even though according to my husband, I separated myself by periodically watching my bids on ebay. He says I do that alot, become antisocial and tune everyone else out by playing on the computer, which in turns makes everyone feel they aren’t welcome. I prefer to disagree, I don’t think I turn antisocial, I still involve myself in conversations. I really don’t see a problem with it, especially when everyone else occasionally gets on the computer too. I guess that’s something that will always bug him though, and when he’s drunk he’ll let me know, just as he did last night.

 

My Watermelon Has Briquets!

It’s a boy!!!

I knew it all along! Now I have to go to work…