Things have been going so well with my parents, I see them often at weekends with isla, and they love seeing her and we chat and get on well.
The last time they were at my flat it was a shell, totally empty and needed lots done to it. This was a few days before my dads big operation, they came to see the flat cause it would be a while before dad was able to come visit. Over the weeks between then and now, they have seemed very interested in how we are getting on and I've been keeping them updated with how the move is going and decorating my first proper family home. They've said they can't visit though, until dad is well enough to be out and about...
I totally understood this, until I text my mum last weekend asking if they fancied seeing isla, I would pop in and visit on my way to the swimming pool. But my mum replied that they were away for the weekend.... I kinda thought...hmm... I thought dad couldn't leave the house and thats why they couldn't visit me? never mind go away to a place that take and hour and a half to drive... hmm, but I ignored my paranoia.
I lightheartedly asked a few questions about how they were enjoying the weekend, how dad was and if they took the dogs etc. Mum seemed a bit...I dunno, 'off' like her texts were hurried... so I casually asked if it was just the two of them, she skipped past this question and changed the subject. This makes me think my sister was with them, the one who regularly poisons them with hatred towards me, my mum doesn't like mentioning her to me or me to her, as we very bitterly fell out.
No matter, I thought nothing of it. She wants to spend a weekend with my dad and my sister and doesn't have time to text me properly, fine. Althought she even didn't reply to a couple of my texts which was VERY unusual....especially as they were about isla.
Anywho, on the monday I passed my sisters flat (at the top of my road) and saw my mums car there! My heart kind of pinged a bit
I was pretty disappointed that she had the time to go and visit my sister, but she didn't want to come visit her granddaughter and see our flat....We live in the same road for goodness sake! It wouldn't be hard to come see us....
I phoned her, to say 'worried that you haven't replied to my messages, did you get home ok', she didn't answer. Of course she wouldn't, she was at my sisters she wouldn't speak to me in front of my sister for fear of my sisters wrath!
So I phoned later, when I knew she'd be home. All she said was that they got back that morning, she didn't even say she'd been mere yards from my house...so I cheerfully said 'Oh! I saw your car outside R's btw!' and she kind of stammered and stuttered quite a bit....eventually she said she had been cutting a friends hair in my town and popped in to drop off a dvd to my sister... No idea why she couldn't come and see Isla....
So my paranoia has now returned in full force. Not sure why I posted this, I'm just disappointed I'm YET AGAIN back in a place where I can't trust my mum. I don't want her to visit if she doesn't want to, but why pretend that she can't wait to see us but can't? Because she can! so why lie??

