So nice to have some ladies to commiserate with...ahhhh....
Moving away from family is something I do with increasing frequency as I get older (we keep trying to go back where we're from, but for a plethora of reasons, always leave again in short order). I love and miss my family, but we always get along better the further apart we are (it seems). Though, I must admit, with this baby on the horizon, long distance visits are starting to stress me out. Thank goodness for VERY SMALL APARTMENTS - dictating that all visitors must seek their own accommodations elsewhere
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I have to say, though, on the subject of flailing friends - if I have to hear (from one of my local friends) ONE MORE TIME, "Omg, we HAVE to get together soon. I miss you SOOOO much!!" and then have them cancel, reschedule or bail on me multiple times, I think I'm going to blow a gasket. I don't think they understand that I'm just sitting around, being broke and unemployed, washing and rewashing baby clothes, waiting for this impending question mark of birth. Holy hell, I could use the distraction of a hang out. I imagined having some sort of womanly-presence around me when I was pregnant (and I'm not talking about my grandmother trying to convince me to scrub my nipples with towels or how to do kegels *shudder*).
The ILs are closer to us (distance-wise), but I'm sensitive and my MIL has had 4 babies - she always says something like "One way or another, the baby will come out" and I don't know, but I find it offensive. This pg is high-risk for me as I have low platelets (as a permanent condition), so there are some concerns about complications, etc. but have placed my well-being in the very capable hands of my absolutely wonderful OB/GYN...It still doesn't stop me from feeling a little apprehensive...I just don't find this stuff helpful or very uplifting, you know?
Ahhh... I think having expectations of situations and people is problematic. I'm keeping a pretty good 'tude about the whole thing, because whether or not other people recognise it - I am overjoyed to be pregnant and amazing and happy and healthy, and this child will be oh-so-loved. I keep reminding myself of that - how very, very lucky my partner and I are - to have each other, to be expecting this baby, to have family who (though being a little much at times) try to be supportive (in their *own special ways* haha). I have my eye on some baby classes to meet new friends...sweet mother of pearl, I hope that goes well...
Wow, that was long - sorry! Feeling much better now. Thank you ladies for understanding and sharing...It's like a super-information-highway kind of electronic arm squeeze, wink, shoulder-nudge of womanhood. My gratitude is immense!
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