Apologies for this very long post.... Since the birth of my first granddaughter 3 months ago I find myself struggling with my emotions (having always been strong and infact quite dismissive of others who struggle with emotions!).. My youngest son and I were extremely close even after he left home after Uni to move in with his (now) wife - who by the way is just lovely! However things seem to be changing. They live an hour away - my husband and I both work full time, so whilst we try to visit every weekend that’s not always possible (especially with our local COVID lockdowns etc) Her parents live near us but already have 2 grandchildren living in the same area as our children - they are semi retired and pretty wealthy - they have continued to visit weekly even breaking lockdown restrictions to do so. When allowed they all went on a family holiday in the summer so got to spend quality time with our granddaughter. We like our sons in-laws very much and are pleased they love our son so much BUT I have the green eyed monster inside me! I hate to admit that I’m feeling jealous of the time they can spend and that they can afford to pay for everyone to go on holiday together! When I had some leave in August I asked if I could visit and maybe stay to spend more time and maybe help with bath time and to bond with her (they have spare rooms but I was happy to stay in a local hotel to give them space) but my son said it wasn’t convenient! I have another week off now so I asked again if I could visit and maybe stay over again, only to be rejected again! They are happy for us to make day trip visit though and always welcome us but these trips feel rushed. Our granddaughter won’t let either of us hold her without screaming but they’ve told me that her other grandma can settle her down easily! On top of this, even before she was born I offered to drop a day of work per week and make the 2 hour round trip once a week to take care of my granddaughter when her mum goes back to work next year but that was also rejected as they have already arranged for her parents to do 1 day and put the baby in nursery for 2 days. I am not very forceful and don’twant to create any bad feeling so I just bite my tongue but I’m pretty tearful all the time over what feels like a rejection by my own son.
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic