Brief history... My dad left us when I was 11, and went to live with his lover and her two young children. He has been gone for 13 years, is pretty much the only father those girls have ever known, and is still with them.
Over the years, we haven't been close - we started off with regular visits, but as I reached teenagerdom, it all died off and we saw each other sporadically.
Then, 3 years ago, I fell pregnant. I finally started to have a relationship with my dad - ok not desperately regular, but the most we've had in years. It has been something I had always wanted, and although its still not much, it has meant a lot to me.
I'm now pregnant with the second one, and things have been going well.
Yesterday I found out that my sort of step sister (they never married) is pregnant. She is very young, and is very close to him.
I have never had anything against the girls - they didn't choose the situation and it is good that they got to grow up with a dad, but there has always been the occasional pang of "but did it have to be MY dad??".
I now feel like everything that I have started to build up will be shattered - his proper daughter (not blood, but much more of a daughter) is now going to be having his grandchild... where does that leave me? The only thing that has brought us together over the years is me having his granddaughter - now I feel like I don't have that anymore and it will all fall apart again.
The grown up part of me says it is petty, she is young, not in a great stage to be pregnant, and probably terrified - she needs all the support I can get.
The small child part of me keeps dissolving into tears at the thought of losing my dad again.
I was hoping putting it into words might make it all more clear in my head, but I'm just as confused as ever. There's already been the comments of "oh, you can pass baby clothes onto her", and I just keep thinking - but I don't want to, they are for MY baby, she can get her own things for a change.
I feel soooo tiny and petty, and I still just can't snap out of it.