The party on Sunday was as enjoyable as a child’s party is bound to be for any adult. It was lovely to see Otto, who is standing assisted and can even go short stretches on his own. He will be taking a step any day. I met a bunch of people from his mom’s side and they say they see me in Otto. A lot of people say that we resemble each other. I shaved my head again and bleached what was left a very pale blonde which gave me and my big round head a giant baby vibe, so that probably had a lot to do with it.
The interaction with my sister was strained. She was disappointed that my dad didn’t come to the party. I told her that it’s hard for him to get around and he can’t hear anything and he would have been miserable and he said he didn’t want to be a “wet blanket.” She can’t see that side of it though, and just feels like everyone in the family should be front and center for any and everything having to do with Otto because he’s the “first grandchild.” I’m not even going to go in again on the Moira erasure, because she’s a grown woman at this point, so besides that, people have other shit to do. Em wasn’t there because he had a show that was scheduled and paid for long before the date of the party was announced. Was he just supposed to cancel all his plans so he could stand around at an event Otto will have absolutely no recollection of? It’s further annoying because I found out when I got home that day that my sister had been texting dad before I even left the house trying to guilt him into coming, going so far as to offer him a ride. Bitch, I’m right here. Dad has a ride if he wants to go, but he doesn’t. This whole incident pissed Em off too because H makes what she wants and what she thinks is right into the only acceptable action and this is dismissive of everyone else. It ignores the fact that we live with Dad every day and we know better than anyone what he can and can’t bear. It’s fucking annoying.
All that said, I know there is nothing to be done about it. This behavior manifested the second she found out there was going to be a baby and I suspect it will continue as long as Dad walks this earth. H is obsessed with Otto and spends all her free time babysitting and being with him which is fine, but making her whole life about someone else is not healthy. I don’t think it’s a step too far to say she’s a little obsessed.
I’m going to try to make a date with her to have lunch or something and I just know that she’s going to say she can’t because she’s working but that she’s babysitting on whatever day and that I’m welcome to join her. Look, I love my nephew, but I raised my kid and no, I don’t want to babysit and clean someone else’s house in my free time.
I did invite her to the Halloween get together at my neighbor’s house, and she acted like she might be interested, but I highly doubt she will show up.
It’s frustrating that this divide is developing in the wake of something so beautiful. It should not be this way.