when i was a kid my mother was a very loving woman with a very serious condition, her depression consumed her and in the end took her own life.
all she talked about when i was a kid was how much she looked forward to being a grandma. this was a big part of our culture. she was to live with my husband and i some day and help me with our children.
so she passed away when i was 15 and never got a chance...
when i became pregnant i was thrilled and depressed all at the same time. i of course mourn the fact my DD is lacking a grandma, but thats not all. shes really lacking an entire extended family...
DHs family could care less if she existed...his mother didnt even see her until she was 2 m/o and then missed her first birthday...has maybe seen her 5 times her whole life. never calls. never cares. his sister is a drug addict who lost custody of her own kid. his brother is mentally challenged and doesnt do well with kids.
my dad is a screw up...abused us our entire adolescents until mom died and then gave me to the state and put me in foster care. i didnt speak to him for nearly 6 years until i had DD. he seems to have changed enough and i know he loves her but i can never trust him. he also got re-married to a complete and utter psycho 6 months after mom died. my bro and his wife buy her lots and lots of thins but never want to spend any actual time with her. my sister lost it when my mom died and although i love her very much and she really loves DD shes incapable of putting anyone else before herself and i would never be able to leave DD with her for fear of alot of things...
so basically we are stranded. never get a break. DD never has anyone who just wants to come be with her and it breaks my heart.

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