My mum died unexpectedly and tragically whilst under general anaesthetic during hip replacement surgery 2 months ago (femoral artery drilled into and only identified once her organs were failing).
She was just 60 years old. She was a brilliant mum to us three children and her four grandchildren, they all adored her. My two eldest children are in school, thirdborn is home educated so here with me, along with my 1 year old.
My home educated 8 year old spent half her time with my mum by choice- they had such a close relationship and it was home from home for her.
My brothers are only 24 and 16 and prefer to keep busy and not talk about our mum, which I respect but worry about. For now, I am a SAHM but feel like I’m drowning with running our home, educating our 8 yr old, caring for our baby, being present for my husband and other children, and being there for my brothers.
My brothers are in the home they both lived in with mum but are not as domesticated as she was, so I keep going in to help with laundry and cook them meals etc, but it’s a 2 hour round trip and it’s exhausting. We have no family and my dad died a long time ago, theirs is not present.
My husband is quite old school (hence being happy with me being a housewife and this works for us) in his beliefs and comes across as thinking my brothers need to ‘man up’. They are just lost little boys, drowning in grief, living in the home where their mum has always been. My husband is a good, hard-working man and will help around the house loads, but it’s only now becoming clear how little emotional intelligence he has. Well it’s been noticeable for years, but only now is it driving a wedge between us. He has no interest in helping me support my brothers and no understanding of how very sad it all is, for me, our children and my brothers. He had a lovely relationship with my mum too- they respected each other and he enjoyed having her around because his own family live overseas, but seems to have accepted the tragedy very quickly.
I just feel overwhelmed and miss her so very much on my own behalf and everyone else’s. I keep reading that time helps, but I don’t feel like it can. We sent each other voice notes and chatted every single day. We holidayed together every half term (just humble caravan holidays or UK city breaks usually, but we loved it). She would order surprise food shops for us, send the kids ‘well done’ treats for good school reports and was just always there for us all. I know I need to be strong for my children but it’s so hard.