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I don’t think I mentioned this before – shame on me.
This past weekend I drove over 9 hours to the location where I should have grown up to meet my half-sisters and spend some time with my natural mother.
Overall, I think this weekend went pretty well. I visited quite a bit with my natural mother. I was hoping to spend more time with her, but when I wasn’t meeting new people I was just so exhausted I couldn’t get the energy to be at the top of my game. So, instead I chose to have an hour to myself one of the afternoons and later on that evening, and I feel guilty about it. We were only there for a few days, but with the slew of people I was meeting, as well as the fact that I’m almost seven weeks pregnant, I was just so tired all the time. Also, my son was pretty overwhelmed with all of the traveling and new people he was beginning to show signs of being unhappy and wanting to go home. And having to deal with him when he’s not at the top of his game is exhausting to even think about, let alone deal with. I guess I just wish I had more time there so I wouldn’t have felt like everyone was demanding of my time.
I did get to meet all three of my half-sisters, a couple of their spouses, and their children. They all seem like really nice people. I was hit with a few bits of information that I was not expecting. I think I have to process how I feel about it first before I can share – sorry. I was also able to meet my nmothers’ mother. She’s a pretty typical 80 something year old. I didn’t really expect to be meeting her so I didn’t think about whether I wanted to ask her anything. Oh well, maybe another time.
The 9+hour drive there went well, as did the drive back – our four year old is a real trooper when it comes to long car/plane trips. I did almost jump out of the car while it was going 60 mph yesterday because a spider appeared on the inside of the windshield right in front of me. Thankfully I showed some restraint and begged my husband to stop the car to kill it instead. I jumped out of the car once it had stopped so he could do the deed without it getting botched and landing on me. I am petrified of spiders, so to be confined with one so close to me was really scary – even if it was only the size of nickel. My husband said that he was really proud of me for not jumping out of the car while it was moving, as it would have been a little difficult to explain to the cops why I would rather kill myself and our unborn child over such a small spider – a tarantula might be understandable, but a teeny tiny one probably not. Hah hah, he thinks he’s so funny sometimes.
Exhaustion is starting to set in again – between that and the nausea it’s amazing I get anything done.
Ta ta for now!
