We had essentially a family reunion yesterday (some were missing, but it was for my Uncle). It was a ball. I love my family. They are the greatest.
I'll post pics when I can.
I'm a bit aggravated right now. Yesterday, God love her, my grandmother said she was going to treat M as if she was her granddaughter. Um... she IS your granddaughter. Today, my nephew asked me if I knew her "real" Mom. Um... I AM her real mom. It has begun. And here I thought I might actually get through this without getting upset. Guess not. (And for the record, I know neither of them meant anything bad, but it is a hot spot for me.)
I am her REAL mom.
I am her FAMILY.
Just because I didn't BIRTH the child doesn't mean she isn't MINE.
For God's sake.
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