My mum has possibly made some poor choices, or maybe neglectful choices in life. I am struggling at the moment with the choices she's made.
She wasn't the most consistently engaged mum. My dad spent much of his life in the pub when I was growing up and she seemed to want to do whatever he wanted to do and seemed to lack her own wants and needs and so went to the pub with him very regularly. My brother and I were very much on our own from our early teen years. The alcoholism then led to domestic violence and verbal and mental abuse from my dad towards us children. Mum didn't defend us.
I left home to live with my grandparents at 18, then Mum had an affair when I was 23 and moved away to live with her new partner soon after I fell pregnant with my first child. She moved to Scotland from England, left her job, her home, me and my brother and her unborn grandchild. I was young and scared after an unplanned pregnancy suffering severe pregnancy sickness also but managed to find my feet as I luckily had a good job and thankfully, supportive grandparents.
12 years on, she lives in a one bedroom property with the same partner in Scotland, meaning that we can't easily go and visit her as she has no space for us. She also has a cat and I'm allergic. There are few hotels close by as they live out in the sticks. She has partly retired so travels down to visit us once a month but I really struggle at times with the feeling that she's swapped families and is the mother to her partner's children that I always needed her to be to us.
Her partner is devoted to his kids so therefore my mum is devoted to them too. He is a family man. His kids are generally around 10-15 years younger than me. She often shares social media updates about meals she's cooked for them all and family barbecues she's hosted for them. His eldest child is now older than I was when she left England when I was pregnant. She supports them in their lives and jobs, gives them lifts in her car when they need it. All things I've missed out on with her. The mum I knew was always in the pub with my dad and rarely cooked or hosted for us. I've also been in an abusive relationship myself until 3 years ago and had little support. I'm now learning to undo the family pattern through regular therapy.
It's difficult as we have a good relationship overall, but I struggle sometimes. Then this morning she called me to tell me all about a family wedding she'd attended in Scotland (her partner's neice) and was gushing about all the compliments she received about what a great person she is and how much they all love her as part of the family. They have a large family there. Since my grandparents died, my brother and I only have each other. Her partner's daughter was apparently hugging her and thanking her for making her dad so happy. Something inside me partly feels she prefers her partner's family to her own at times and these feelings of neglect crop up again. She was part of our neglectful childhood, then she abandoned us and started afresh with someone else's kids.
She then posted on social media yesterday "beautiful meal with family, just missing Sarah." Who is her partner's older daughter. She is a few years older than I was when she left England when I was pregnant and I have never been included or missed from family gatherings like that. It really hurts sometimes. My brother tells me I give her too much grace. He keeps a distance from her and they have a strained relationship but I think this just pushes her closer to her partner's family.
Are my feelings valid?