You won’t believe this. Seriously.
It has been a year and a half since I last seen/spoke to my father. A couple of days ago I found a voice mail message from him on my phone. Sadly, my grandmother had passed away. When I called him back, I was told something much more surprising. I have an 8 week old sister. For clarification purposes: Yes, my dad is in his early 50’s. Yes, my sister is his daughter. Needless to say, hearing that you have a new baby sister when you are 27 years old is quite a shock. I’m sure most people in normal father-daughter relationships would have known about the pregnancy, but my father and I have never had anything close to a normal relationship.
So now I’m going through sadness over the loss of my grandmother, shock and some excitement over a new baby in my life (hey, I love babies!), and curious as to who this baby’s mother is. Oh yeah, I should have probably mentioned, I never met my dad’s fiancee.
Well, until tonight that is. It was the viewing, and although certainly not the best time to meet your dad’s fiancee and your new sister, that was the hand that was dealt. I just hope I handled it ok!
My sister is beautiful. She has brown eyes, and the trademark family dark hair. And I held her for pretty much 2 hours straight. I even got to feed her! (Uh, I did say I loved babies, right?) Anyway, she is my sister and I love her and she is little and cute and oh-so awesome. (LOVE babies.)
Her mother, my dad’s fiancee, seems pretty nice. I like the fact that she gave dad, my kids, and my brother space. In fact, she, and my dad, seemed surprised when I came over and started talking to her. But 1. She was the key to the baby and 2. I’ve been curious for the last couple of days thinking about what she would be like. Admittedly, I’ve been VERY curious about her age. Although I didn’t ask her directly, it came up in a round-about way and I did find out that she’s 25. Which, well, is weird for me. Not necessarily a bad weird or a good weird. Just weird. (But hey, my sister is an Aunt to my children which are older than her! Why not add more weirdness to it?) Obviously, I don’t think I’ll ever really see her as a “mom” figure. We discussed birth and babies mostly. Usual only-women-can-understand bonding stuff, so I guess for now I see her more as an “equal.” It will be interesting to see what type of relationship we develop.
My life sounds like a soap opera or reality tv now, doesn’t it?
More posts like this:
- Aidan’s obsession with the bathroom. – November 9, 2007
- Baby fever. – February 5, 2004
- Remember this the next time you blog. – November 2, 2007
- Falling in love. – November 22, 2004
- I’m going away. – December 21, 2003
