Despite it all, My Mom is Awesome

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My mother and I have Issues. This is a fact. There are several things I've had to accept, and she's had to accept, that could, in like 80% of other peoples lives, have totally destroyed the relationship. It hasn't been pretty, and while I'll never be my mothers pet, I still think I'm one of her favorites. She has done TONS for my siblings, new cars, debts paid off, apartments, clothes, etc. Not done nearly as much for me, and that's okay. She says its because I'm more capable, she expects more from me, and she's exhausted herself on the others, which doesn't seem fair, but I SHOULD be able to take care of my own self, I totally agree. She gave me money to help buy our van, and she didn't have to. But as long as she and my sister aren't ganging up on me, and my sister isn't poisoning her mind against me (and my mom is definitely very Anti-Em after spending time with my sister) we get along pretty damn well. If it comes down to helping my sibs with something not necessary though, or helping me with something like text books for school, I know she'll choose them. I've accepted it, and that's okay. But by her grandsons though, she's pretty good.

I know that if my mom has something to spare or can help, and things are tough, she'll call me and be like "What do you need?" This week it was diapers. She's got two boxes at the house for me to pick up, She changed her plans to see her boyfriend for the first time in almost a YEAR so that she can get up at 5 in the morning Monday to take me to my surgery at 6 AM. Other people in our life, if they have something to spare, will get us what they THINK we need (Yeah, my kids have sensitive skin, but the 5 dollar wal-mart lotion works fine, so the 40 you spent on that expensive organic lotion is sort of wasted and would have been better appreciated in the form of Diapers or Wipes instead. Or food. We're sorta low on food right now.)

Some help my mother has offered hasn't materialized, or Jericho refuses to accept (Stay in her two spare bedrooms rent free, but run the risk of my older brother trying to kill us. She also offered to buy us a used trailer and have it put on her land, but that hasn't materialized, and Jericho doesn't want to live that far out.) Honestly, if Jericho was more agreeable, I'd jump at the chance. I don't mind having to scrub the whole house with bleach to make it livable (elderly incontinent dogs have had their way with her house) and I'd like to be there to help my mother. It needs work, but it's nice. Though I'm with Jericho on the whole lack of cable Internet thing. Online classes and Dial Up do not compute.

But anyway, this has turned into a ramble. My mom is awesome. We are talking every day and she is the second person I call after doctors appointments or whatever (Rico is the first). She was as excited as I that Douglas went from 7lbs 7oz to 8lbs 8oz in a week! She swears my boys are the most bea utiful kids ever. She wants me to finish school, even if she can't help me do it. She wants to babysit, even though her health won't allow it.

So, in other words, my mom, despite our issues, is awesome. Just a thought.