I just need a little rant really. Or a cry. Or something. I feel awful for my mixed emotions but I feel like my life has been turned upside down.
I’m a mum of 4, stepmum of 2. My husband and I raised them all together, residency with us. The youngest is 19 now and we have 9 grandchildren from them. I LOVE being a Nan. I’m only 49 so I’m young enough to really enjoy it.
My son and his wife have let their children down badly, resulting in them being taken into care. It took me 7 months to extricate them from the system. I tried to get both children but the eldest one was my sons stepson and was placed with his biological family. Disappointing but he is thriving and is very loved. I get on really well with his carer and we maintain the sibling relationship very well.
We finally got our granddaughter from the system in July of last year. Then in September her sister was born and was placed with me 2 days later. SGO on the elder one was granted in Nov, the younger one is still subject to proceedings with a possibility of reunification with her parents. I can’t support this. She’s 5 months old now and this is the only home she’s known, and her sister has lost so much and faces the chance of losing her baby sister now too.
Please don’t get me wrong this is the best decision we ever made. I wouldn’t change it for the world,
This is where it gets weird though. I’m almost grieving for the retirement we had planned. At last we had 2 full time incomes as I was finally able to work full time. We had plans of a lot of travel. We were sporadic, we did things when we wanted to with no need to explain our movements to anyone else. I’ve had to cut my work hours because no way I could work a 40 hour week with a newborn, and I miss it.
I feel guilty for feeling this way though. I have my beautiful granddaughters with me, safe and secure. I feel bad for mourning our plans. I don’t think lockdown helps as I can’t really do any of the things I would normally do with toddlers.
I’m also so tired! I get up at 5ish, when baby wakes. They run me ragged until my husband comes home, then I go to work til 11pm. We hardly see each other really. I then irritate the hell out of my husband because I can’t sleep until 1am ish. It’s just that 2 hours is the only time I have to myself. I can read or watch rubbish tv or post on mumsnet etc.
Please tell me I’m not completely hideous for being so tired and disappointed for my future. I know I’ll get over it and the majority of the time I just feel pure joy in having these little girls in my life,
Sorry. Had my vent lol. I think I feel good for getting it off my chest.