I received a Christmas card today from Katarina's father's sister-in-law. So basically, Katarina's Aunt, but I don't really view her that way.
This is what it said...
"I'm so sorry that things worked out so difficult for you. You deserve a good partner and Katarina, a better Dad. Adriana (another Aunt) said you found it too difficult to keep seeing us. I understand. I hope your family will continue to be by your side, always. Your beautiful daughter Katarina deserves to be surrounded by love. You're a good mom. Love, (Uncle)"
Now let me tell you a little history. I used to go see certain members of Katarina's father's side of the family A LOT (he's one of ten)! As in, stop by their house many days a week, hang out, eat dinner, etc. They treated me very well and were incredibly kind!
Once Katarina was born, I didn't see them much. In fact, I believe they've seen her about five or six times total. I realized how much I was making the effort to be "in the family" and it was a hard reality to accept. Remember, my closest family is in Philadelphia and she works a full time job. There isn't any family here for me to just call when I need a babysitter or a night off. That's what I thought they would be for me - if not my family, Katarina's family. I haven't truly heard from Katarina's father since January. I haven't heard from his family since March, and before that it was very sparse, except for on these occasions:
- Beginning of May - I got contacted through facebook by Adriana and I responded even though I was a little sour with how long it had been since I heard from them and the lack of help they had provided. We made plans and they cancelled them 5 minutes beforehand so they could go out on their motorcycles.
- End of September - I got a facebook message from Barbara checking in and saying hi.
- Beginning of November - I got a facebook message from Adriana saying hi.
That's it. And if I put myself in their shoes, I'm not sure what I would do either. I'm not sure if I would understand and I'm not sure they do. Every time they contacted me I thought long and hard about responding. I always asked one question - what's the worst that could happen? And the answer to that question - A LOT!
It could open the door for communication to her father. I don't want to open that door and I don't want him to know anything about us. In January, it will be a year since he spent time with her and acknowledged her existence.
And I have no idea how I would explain to Katarina that these people are her family from her father's side, but she doesn't know her father.
And I don't want to know anything about her father. It's human nature for them to say something about him and I want to know absolutely nothing.
And I'm still a little hurt by them not being there for her, for us. I know it must be difficult, but we were really close because I encouraged the friendship so much. When I stopped encouraging it, the relationship ended.
So now what do I do? I feel like they need to understand this and that they deserve a response. Before whenever I talked to people about this, they agreed, or encouraged, me not to respond. But now, maybe I should just explain a few things... I'd appreciate any feedback or advice you have. And if you need a few gaps in the situation filled, just ask!







Your daughter is so amazingly beautiful and you are so strong. I admire your strength. I'm going to think about this and respond this weekend? Love you Johnna & neola!
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ReplyDeleteThis is tough. Honestly, I don't think I would have anything to do with them. They haven't made an effort and you certainly did. You don't need to hear anything about that jerk! I would just keep in touch on a very superficial level, maybe sending a pic every now and then. When Neola is older she can decide if she wants to be in touch with them... Call me, you know I don't speak to my Dad but I am close with his family-- it's a weird situation. Love you both! XOXO
BTW! your blog is looking great! I think I need glasses because I can't read the pink writing well, but I guess turning 30 does that to you.
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