Apologies MN ladies, this is this a rant but so hacked off right now.
My mum died recently, I'm next of kin,'brother' and I are executors .
When I say brother, I got pregnant at 16, father fucked off, couldn't see him for the hills.
I went through social services re adoption.
Couldn't have a termination on NHS, so my grandma wanted to pay privately, as she said it would ruin my life if pregnancy continued. My father said, if you do that I'll never speak to you again.
I had been offered a place at art college.
Anyhow, went through all the rigmarole of SS, met the lovely foster family before adoption.
Even an infertile friend of my mother wanted to adopt the baby, with her husband but my parents said no way.
When I was 6 mths pregnant my father punched me in the stomach and told me I would never bring 'that bastard' into the family.
Well, once he was born they took over, adopted him behind my back.Had I known I wouldn't have wanted my parents to adopt him.
Back in '74 a 16 yr old had no say. Had he been a girl, they wouldn't have wanted baby.
Now 'brother' is trying to rule the roost. Has taken mums jewellery boxes back to his so his grabby daughter, who couldn't give a flying fuck about her nan when she was alive, can get her sticky fingers on it.
Nothing should have been touched before probate as far as I know but I am talking to a solicitor tomorrow.
I am beyond angry, my mums not even had her funeral yet.
Any advice wise mumsnetters.