I come back to visit every now and then. Truth be told the DIL that caused me to find this site is now the daughter of my heart. She gives me cards and long text messages expressing her love for me and my husband and how lucky her daughter is to have us as grandparents. She doesn't say it everyday, just when it's needed...like last night.
I became a grandma for the fourth time over the weekend. My first grandson. He may have been born on Easter of the Saturday before and maybe a few days before that. We don't know. Not even my son, his dad. They are no longer together, but had been communicating. She and I had also been communicating and she promised to keep me update about the pending birth. All was well between us. We had a falling out last summer but it was water under the bridge and she was over a couple of weeks ago to see the gifts I'd gotten for the baby. She seemed pleased and grateful.
So why did we find out he was born via a facebook post? I kept asking son if he'd heard anything. My last text to her went unanswered but that's not uncommon for her. Sunday morning as I'm preparing Easter dinner for my family and guest he comes down and tells me that my grandson was born. I asked when. He said she posted his picture on facebook seven hours ago. She did not contact us at all. My son was hurt, but masked it with anger. He must have texted her because shortly after he was blocked from her page.
I texted her congratulations. I asked her his name, weight and height and told him that he looked just like his dad and it brought back memories. She responded pleasantly. I didn't think she had an issue with me and just assumed her problem was with my son. I asked if she could please tell me his birthday and never received a reply. I went to view his picture on her page again and discovered that I was now blocked!
My son has said he doesn't have a son. I been able to view other pictures on her page and I sent one to son. He asked me to please not send anymore. I have not attempted to contact her since Sunday. I did text her that she would have to explain this to the baby someday and that we loved him. Well, that was Sunday and Son nor I have heard a thing.
I've started a diary for him. I hope this blows over and maybe someday we can have a relationship with him. But truth be told I'm furious that she would use the baby as a pawn to hurt my son. I look at his pictures repeatedly. My arms long to hold him. I haven't seen his eyes, his tiny fingers or toes. How can anyone be so heartless?
Thanks. I just needed to share.