on rereading, this is ranty and long, but it helped me feel better, apologies in advance, skim
Hi everyone. I was on the last thread. I lost my mum on 14th December, 9.5 weeks after she was diagnosed with kidney cancer. It was already in her liver and probably her lung before she had any real symptoms.
I have ticked off the First Christmas, mum and dad's wedding anniversary, Mother's Day, Easter, her favourite grandson's birthday (I know - you're not supposed to have favourites, but no one would argue that he was the apple of her eye).
I have had 8 counselling sessions and I'm on my 2nd box of anti-anxiety tablets.
I am struggling with ANGRY feelings, especially towards my in laws (not one of them made it to the funeral). I would have turned them down if they'd offered childcare at the time, I wanted my baby to be close, so we took my then 19m old daughter to the service and she "helped" me do my reading. My husband had to ditch carrying the coffin because our daughter kicked off and he missed the wake too.
I am annoyed with my sister in law who messaged me the night mum died, didn't send a card, and hasn't been in touch since. My father in law is always useless, but he couldn't come because my husband was too busy with me and our daughter to collect him. My mother in law hasn't been here in a year, I haven't seen her since Christmas. If we don't take our daughter to her, she doesn't bother, although she flies to a different country once a month to see sister in laws daughter.
My "best" friend... it's been strained since I had a MMC 3 years ago. She sent me a heartfelt message asking how I was, and because I thought she was interested, I told her and she didn't even reply. I didn't want to tell her mum was ill, because she likes to "tick boxes" and turn up with buns. My brother told her on the Saturday morning that mum had 24-48 hours to live. She waited all day, entertained friends, typed a text, had her DH proof-read it, and sent it on Sunday morning at 00.30. When my phone beeped I thought it was the summons to the hospital, I thought mum was gone. I was furious to read her message, and absolutely sick. I didn't sleep the rest of the night. With a toddler and the thoughts and pressure surrounding losing my mum, and tonsillitis, sleep was so precious. I still can't believe she'd think that was a good idea, but she needed to "tick the box". She wanted to come to the house the day after mum died, but my brother told her not to, we were struggling and up to our eyes in admin. She didn't make the funeral as it was her work Christmas dinner that night, and had a hair appointment (I gleaned that info from her tedious FB updates, and swiftly unfollowed her). She arrived here uninvited a week later as I was sleeping on the settee having sent our daughter to nursery, as I hadn't slept in a week. She needed all the gory details, but I asked her why she'd thought it was a good idea to message me at 00.30 and she shrugged and said she had to, it had ruined her evening with friends and she couldn't get me out of her head until she'd sent it.
I haven't heard from her since, except she tagged me in EVERY single FB competition under the sun from December until February, when I found the strength to comment "please stop tagging me in these".
I found out a fortnight ago that - shock - my Dad is not my Mum. I have been trying to spend more time with him, but he keeps escaping to tinker with a car or check something in the garden. I still don't know what our new relationship will be. I don't know if I'm stalking him or neglecting him. The guilt wrecks me either way.
I didn't mean for this to be so long, or so ranty. Please be easy on me if you think I'm being a complete nutcase! Thanks mummylin for being here. Sorry to the newcomers. Lemonzest, I read your 2 threads in intrepidation when my mum was ill. It gave me some comfort. It was great to know someone had started the hideous process and was starting to survive the other side. And Littlepigs - you're 100% right about the change in weather. It brought my dad down too, and the first rays of sunshine made me catch my breath. Gloomy weather is more fitting.
Rereading this has made me feel like a bitch, but I feel lighter. I'm going to put a note at the start to warn folk to skim!
Can I just tell you one thing that I realise has helped this last 3 nights. The counsellor recommended meditation (no time!) and an app called Calm. I have listened to a sleep story this last 3 nights, and had the deepest, most satisfying sleeps that I've had since October. The free version is sufficient! For anyone who struggles with sleep.