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mommamaree
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Honestly, I wish I could just keep my niece. 
When my sister got pregnant with her, my mom said maybe I would end up being infertile and so would want to adopt my sister’s baby. More than a little thoughtless for her to hope for my infertility, and the comment hurt at the time, but now I sometimes wish she were mine. I worry for her longterm emotional health and wellbeing. But she is not my daughter, so I try to just trust God.
My mother accuses my sister of the very same transgressions that she herself is guilty of, and sometimes it is quite wearisome to hear her gripe about what sounds like her own behavior.
I will look into that book “Boundaries”. I have told my mom many times that she is not respecting my boundaries (which aren’t very wide, as I have been quite generous with my mother out of love and gratitude for her). She does not seem to understand social norms, personal boundaries, truth, responsibilities and consequences.
She has come and gotten my niece and started the long trip home. Thankfully, her husband and a friend are gonna meet her halfway and her husband will drive her the rest of the way home while the friend drives my mom’s car back. I am so thankful that she will have help and company to make the drive safer and more comfortable. She is truly exhausted and hasn’t slept properly in days. But I still kinda wish my niece could have stayed with us for a while longer, or maybe forever. I am so horrible to think that way, but I just love that sweet little girl so much and I miss her beautiful face.
I am just surprised more each year how deep these problems run with my family members. Their understanding of reality is just so skewed and surreal that if it wasn’t so very sad, it could be comical. But, while each one of them recognize the dysfunction in the others, no one can truly see it within themselves (or they are not willing to acknowledge it). Because of this, I constantly am questioning my own sanity. I keep checking with friends and family, making sure that I am not the one who has gone off their rocker. It is really unnerving. Plus, my husband and his family thinks my whole family is full of sociopaths and jerks. Thankfully, they accepted me and helped me stay grounded through all of this.
Anyway, thank you again. I am definitely going to learn more about how to cope with this. I am sure this will not be the last time it happens.
When my sister got pregnant with her, my mom said maybe I would end up being infertile and so would want to adopt my sister’s baby. More than a little thoughtless for her to hope for my infertility, and the comment hurt at the time, but now I sometimes wish she were mine. I worry for her longterm emotional health and wellbeing. But she is not my daughter, so I try to just trust God.
My mother accuses my sister of the very same transgressions that she herself is guilty of, and sometimes it is quite wearisome to hear her gripe about what sounds like her own behavior.
I will look into that book “Boundaries”. I have told my mom many times that she is not respecting my boundaries (which aren’t very wide, as I have been quite generous with my mother out of love and gratitude for her). She does not seem to understand social norms, personal boundaries, truth, responsibilities and consequences.
She has come and gotten my niece and started the long trip home. Thankfully, her husband and a friend are gonna meet her halfway and her husband will drive her the rest of the way home while the friend drives my mom’s car back. I am so thankful that she will have help and company to make the drive safer and more comfortable. She is truly exhausted and hasn’t slept properly in days. But I still kinda wish my niece could have stayed with us for a while longer, or maybe forever. I am so horrible to think that way, but I just love that sweet little girl so much and I miss her beautiful face.
I am just surprised more each year how deep these problems run with my family members. Their understanding of reality is just so skewed and surreal that if it wasn’t so very sad, it could be comical. But, while each one of them recognize the dysfunction in the others, no one can truly see it within themselves (or they are not willing to acknowledge it). Because of this, I constantly am questioning my own sanity. I keep checking with friends and family, making sure that I am not the one who has gone off their rocker. It is really unnerving. Plus, my husband and his family thinks my whole family is full of sociopaths and jerks. Thankfully, they accepted me and helped me stay grounded through all of this.
Anyway, thank you again. I am definitely going to learn more about how to cope with this. I am sure this will not be the last time it happens.