Background story....... I am the Mother of 5 amazing children, 4 I birthed and 1 came with my husband. We have been married for 17 years. My husband, a only child with only his Mother and Aunt living! In those two lies a lot of life's challenges. Not saying that 3 teenage girls is a challenge, but they are challenges that I "signed" up for. I'm sure some of my day is spent figuring out how to raise them into WONDERFUL adults, but the other part is my "70 year old toddler" that has spent the last 5 years moving into and out of our loving home. Would it be different if she was my mother instead of my husbands? Well, YES to a point!!!!!! At least my mother I know without a question loves me. My "Toddler" on the other hand has done nothing but tell me of her dislikes for me. I have done nothing but love her son, and take great care of her granddaughters! Funny think is his CRAZY AUNT (who has not spoken to me in over 2 years) agrees with her. See I married a man with a ex-wife, a 5 year old daughter, an Aunt (that is in love with him), and a Mother (that really wanted a girl, I guess she blames him for being a boy)!!! I should say none of these women want ANYONE else in his life (not even each other, but not a wife and 3 girls)!!!!!!! My "toddler" has moved in and out of the house many time, and never leaves on good terms, always has to stab you a couple of times really good as she goes!
The here and NOW.......My "70 year old toddler" called once again to be saved!!! From herself , her mental illness "B, please please please come get me I don't think I can move I need help!! I have someone to take my dog if I die tonight, I can't move my arm I can't walk, can you please discuss it and come help your dear old mom" (a week prior it was NOT this way!, she would never forgive him, wanted to never speak to him again). When I hear the message I hear it differently "The savings if getting low and she needs someone to cook and clean for her, take care of her dog, and drive her where ever she wants to go when ever she want to. Here we go AGAIN......... "Do you mind if mom moves back in? I knew at some point she would need our help?" what am I to say???? So I say, "Do you think she is going to be nice? She understands that the girls come first? Why does she want to move in someplace that she hates?" No need to answer that one........... Because she needs a maid, a cook, and a driver!!!!!
It is left to me to tell our amazing girls (who she loves as much as me) we are taking in the "toddler" once again. That she needs our help, she is Dad's Mom. Wasn't the worst responses but let's face it we are all sick of the ROLLER COASTER.....
Sunday we make the 4 hour drive to Vegas, packed her boxes in the car, grabbed In-N-Out on our way out of town and were back in the Desert by 5pm. The ride started nice, like "It's a Small World" thank you for saving me, I don't know what I would have done! then slowly started on the kiddie roller coaster.. I hope that you all will be nice to me! Then it off to "Space Mountain" you know it is going to go down but no drops! I hope that you will let me spend my last days with my dog, I hope the girls do not HATE me forever! I guess a slow start is better that falling off the cliff without warning........ but I really don't like roller coasters! I can start to feel the water around me from "Splash Mountain" I want to be in charge of my own meds (bi-polar, diabetic, high blood pressure, the list goes on and on), I want my dog to stay in the room with me, I want house keys, I don't want a schedule, and I will make my own food (unless I am to sick to do so, and then I want to be waited on hand and foot) OH and I forgot, I want to have my TV on all night, so I can hear it..... You see calling her my "70 year old toddler" is for good reason...... Toddlers have not figured out that there are other people in their world.....
We make it home, I hope we can start over (how many times can you start over?) But once again all the girls in the house smile that OH SO fake one and say sure (thinking yep until you only want to talk about the past).
So our week starts, my sweet husband that has been raised by two bi-polar women, thinks the best way to handle all of this is just for everyone to get along. If I hear it one more time I am going to SCREAM!!!!!!! I try very hard to get along, but I will not allow anyone to talk bad about the people I love! So I guess I go into the 5th no 6th, no maybe 7th heck I have lost count of how many times we have started over with the "if she could just get along"
My "toddle" has been in her room all but a couple of hours in the last two days. I really think she is waiting for me to "help" her more, I know that her meds are a mess and her diet it anything but healthy. If she was in reality a toddler I would haul her ass out of bed and make her eat and take her meds. Maybe even if she was my mom I could do that. But she is not, and I am letting a sleeping dog (toddler) lie......
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