@bertie It's a good point about maybe my dad and his wife feeling uncomfortable about buying boys things for a girl. I hadn't thought of it like it that and just assumed they were trying to hurt me, as I'd wonder why they asked what she wanted, and then just ignore me. They probably did feel uncomfortable.
I loved my dad very much, but after reading here, he (and his wife) very sexist and I dare say now mysoginists, and it confused me at the time, I always felt I was doing some thing wrong around him, and I couldn't see what I was doing that was so bad that would get all the negative comments about my life, wheras my brother, who was pretty much the same was idolised. He was fine to live together and have a child out of wedlock and was praised for being a great dad, wheras I was constantly reminded in every conversation about being unmarried, allowing dd to have make friends, being a shit mum, the list goes on and I can see now my anxiety problems all stem from him. It got a lot worse after he died, his wife would say "what would you dad think?" Then I'd feel guilty and do whatever it was she was wanting me to do. And I didn't want dd having her head messed with so I cut contact. I explained to her why in a long letter and wished her well etc, for months his wife told anyone who would listen that I got pissy at not being left money and said some horrible things about dd who was 6, basically me letting her wear track suits was encouraging her to be a lesbian. I did the right thing going NC and know I didn't do anything wrong. It was my Dad. I'm sad it took him dying to make me realise as maybe I coukd have spoke to him, but I also think if he was still around I'd be just as scared of making him disappointed in me. It's mind boggling the hold he had when I look back.
I waffled a lot. Dh suggested starting a journal to say the things to him I can't say now as he's gone, think I might do that actually, I have over 30 years of crap and every time I let a bit out I feel better.
The charity was Plan, I'm going to set a direct debit today for dd, I like the idea of sponsoring a student nurse or midwife too, so I will look into that, are there any charities/companies I should avoid?
I don't think I'd paint the dolls house, I would want to, but the effort would out me off, if it involved sandpaper then no way. The thought if touching that stuff makes me cringe. The sounds of kids using stones to draw on the path has the same cringiness. I can drag my nails down a blackboard though.