21 posts tagged “niece”
My niece got in late Friday night. We put them up at a hotel, so we didn't see them. I had my normal Saturday radio reading project, so I planned on getting in touch with them after that. However, they were already at mom's when I called her to form a game plan.
I was really proud of her for going to Grandma's on her own. They came to my house and we just hung out a bit before lunch. We ran a couple of errands and came back here before dinner. We'd talked about the zoo and a train ride, but the day got too cold for the little guy to be out.
Yesterday they got here about 11am to watch football. Mom bought lunch after she got off work and they left about 3:30pm.
Thoughts:
Christopher is precious. He is even tempered, able to entertain himself, sweet and loving. They do baby sign language with him, which I think is terrific and contributes to his overall happiness. He knows about 20 sign language words and uses them often to tell them what he wants/needs/etc... He also uses speaking words to call his parents, the dog, the football.
Ray is a doll. She really got lucky with him. I'm sure he's not perfect, but he's a keeper.
And my niece. I'm still not sure why they came. She does not talk. Unless you ask her a question, then she can answer thoroughly, but idle chit-chat is not her thing. She does not ask questions of us. She's just . . . I don't know. It makes the time spent with her exhausting. It's awkward and too much work.
After they left, my mom said, "I just can't warm up to her." I understand that. I've decided that for as much I'd like to have her and Christopher in our lives, it may not be something I spend a lot of time cultivating.
You can't hide those
There's a message on my machine from my niece asking if they can come visit next weekend.
My niece has twice sent me an invite to join Upromise. I don't know why this offends me, but it does. Perhaps if it didn't seem like such a chore for her to answer an email. Or that she reached this way once in a while with something other than the monthly Target photo salon pictures (and I use "salon" loosely). Right now if there was anyone I'd want to help save for college, it would be my Godson. Someone I know and like (and he seems to like me back).
I read in USA Today this week that "studies show that lonely people tend to react more intensely to life’s problems." So I guess that’s why I get my feelings hurt when I receive emails like the one I got yesterday from my niece: Thanks for my booties! Will you send me grandma's email address? That's the entire email. No hello, good-bye or kiss my ass. A picture of said booties was included, which was a nice touch. However, said booties also came with a large quantity of diapers, an outfit, swimsuit and hat, pack of cute t-shirts (western sheriff style with "I’m in charge around here" type sayings) and a music CD. I had to call and ask mom about the booties because I didn’t recognize/remember them. That’s because she picked them out. People have been telling me that I shouldn’t let her bother me. Yes, I know I react more intensely to things than other people do. I figured that one out a long time ago. Yes, I know I need to let it go. Trust me, if I could control what I feel -- if I could "let it go" -- I wouldn’t need to lose 40 lbs.
My niece and her husband have a beautiful dog:
Someone in that family really needs to learn how to take better pictures. There are more, but they're too awful to share.
Here's how spiteful I am. I hope that my brother falls madly, deeply, in love with this kid. I hope his daughter gets mad at him and doesn't let him see that baby again for six years. Then maybe he'll realize how much he has hurt his own mom. Our own banishment was between 12- and 18-years-old for her and 10- to 16-years-old for him. Those are years we will never get back and I believe that the bond between us (grandma, aunt, niece and nephew) is irreparably broken.
I sent a cookie bouquet today. My brother called mom to let her know it arrived. Said how cute it was, etc... Could my niece get on the phone and thank Grandma herself? No. Irreparably broken.
Christopher Anthony
July 30, 2007 7:43 am
8 lbs, 11 oz. 19 inches
Thanks for coming to our baby shower and for the high chair!!! :) I was surprised to see you and Grandma.
Could you send me a copy of your photos again? I'm missing some. Thank you!! That’s the email thank you note I received from my niece. It says almost the exact same thing my mom’s written note said (just exchange Aunt for Grandma). Oh, and the part asking for my photos. Which I didn’t send in the first place. As a whole, those 36 words made me mad. I don’t know why I continue to expect more, but I do. Today is her one-year anniversary.
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