Hello, hello, hello!
So yeah, Grandmother now in three months. Go me! Very apprehensive now I've had time to think. (NEVER allow anyone to THINK) I don't think she will cope. She probably is more than capable of coping but she's my baby and she can't. Okay?! Who has the issues here? Really? She can't wait to be a mother. (She's wanted to be a mother since she was five year old. No joke!) I can't let the apron strings go. My baby is having a baby and I think/believe/want it to be mine because I believe she's a baby herself and can't possibly be giving birth to another human, whom I have no control over?! I seem to be a control freak. I guess if you ask any of my family, they'll tell you that.
I am MedussaMum and I am a control freak. Phew! There, I said it. Is that why I don't have a partner? Am I too strong for all those alpha males out there? Do I frighten them away?
How do people of a certain age meet? Or do women of that certain age resign themselves to being alone for ever? My first love turned out to be a rotten tomato. Has that made me bitter or just cynical? #1 daughter calls me 'fussy' when it comes to men. Am I fussy? Or just burned?
Laters x
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