Guess what news I got today from a friend of a friend of my Nutbag SIL, Ella? Her other Golden Child is 15 weeks pregnant. She announced it at the Easter lunch. You know? The one WE didn't go to because it is indeed a proven fact that Mr. DD's sister is a heartless bitch and could not, even to her brother, apologize or swallow her pride long enough to announce to him that his niece was now expecting.
** This news did NOT come from a "friend of a friend". Nutbag was actually on the phone with my friend/fellow co-worker, when Nutbag said so coyly, "Did you hear I'm going to be a grandma again?" She went out of her way to tell someone she hardly knows, but knew was a friend of mine and an office-mate before she even told her brother. I've already used the most derogatory word I can think of to describe the Nutbag after that news. Right now I despise her beyond words for her manipulative attempt to raise her brother's ire. All together now: What a C*nt! I do not hold the niece innocent of this as she has not made any attempts at this point either. My in-laws have reached a whole new level of psychotic. **
I am so repulsed by this news, I can barely keep myself from screaming. Actually, all I can think about is what will happen when X someday announces to us that he and his wife of 3 years are expecting their first child? I may be 65 when that happens, but I wonder, will I will cringe in horror and pain at the news? Will I enviously stare at her belly as she grows with the pregnancy? Or will I disown them on the spot?
That's how angry and unfair I feel about everyone and everything around me right now. Is it possible I will still remain this bitterly disappointed when my own child announces his own good fortune years into the future when I'm an old woman? God, I'm sick, I really am.
Then to top it off, Suzanne received a negative beta on her second IVF today. But damn, if that woman isn't a pillar of strength and fortitude! I wish she was my sister-in-law instead, I really do. So please make sure to drop in with some support as she already prepares herself for the next step.
Slip on your rubbers; it's getting knee deep around here and I don't see the clouds breaking anytime soon.
Personal factoid: Did I mention my SIL can be a real bitch?
Tuesday 18 April 2006
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