One of my sisters had her baby today. I guess I haven’t talked about it here, but my sisters were both pregnant – I guess now only one of them is. He’s a healthy baby boy and my dad flew out to California to be there for the birth.
I talked to my mom today and congratulated her on being a grandma – it’s odd that I am not having the first or second grandchild in the family since I’m the oldest. My family dynamic is odd anyway. My dad thought I was pregnant when I was in my early 20s (I had a kidney infection and was very sick for a couple of weeks) and told me that I was wasting my life. My sister gets pregnant in her early 20s and he flies halfway across the country to cut the umbilical cord.
This is why I’m starting therapy next week.