Well, not really, I'm still going to talk about myself! ;-) Ami, this has also happened when Mom has visited us. Not so much during most of the visits since my diagnosis, but the last time (middle of June) she had a meltdown about Erin's eating habits. You know, Mac and Cheese all the time. Whatever. I think I've said this before and I know it seems crazy, but it seems like Mom almost just doesn't like Erin. She would prefer to be spending all her time only with me. *I* can do no wrong, I'm beautiful and smart, and a "Poster Girl for Breast Cancer". She compliments Erin as well, and brags on her to all her friends, but when they're together, I just sort of hold my breath. Sometimes Ok, and sometimes, nothing but criticism. And you better bet, that Erin recognizes that, because she starts out being affectionate with Mom, but pretty soon, she just stays away if she can. One of these days, I expect Erin to put her foot down and say, "I won't go to California!" It's really too bad. I think Mom may find that one day she just doesn't have a relationship with Erin, and I'm not sure that I can do anything about it.
In other news, I just learned that a friend of mine from church, and one of Erin's past Sunday School teachers, has been diagnosed with breast cancer. Poop. I'm very sad for her, and I keep wondering why it is, that it's the women who are close to Erin that seem to have such dire health problems (her godmother, her piano teacher, her mother, now a SS teacher she's close to). But I can't help feeling not too concerned. It's awful for anyone to go through it, but I know the road and I know she can do it. And of course, I'll do anything to help her through it.
Back to the Mom thing for a final thought. I think there's one thing that's good. To some degree, I'm putting away my stress over all this, and it's a stress I've been dealing with for years. But, I'm going to raise Erin the best way I can. Erin is a joy and a challenge, and I definitely need to teach her how to interact successfully with people, without reigning in too much on her passion and exuberance for life. I have to tell Mom, I'm handling it, don't get so uptight about it and don't be so easy to get your feelings hurt. And in the end, their relationship will be what it is, and I can't force either of them to get along. If Erin decides as she grows up, that she doesn't want to spend time with Nana, then I probably can't fix that. But I'm just going to do my best to take care of Erin the best I can, and not stress. And I feel that's what I'm doing this trip. I'm anxious to be home, and I'm counting the days.
I just hope that I'll get along with my granddaughter. Oh shoot, I just hope I live long enough to meer her....