Parental Apathy
I am 17 weeks pregnant as of today. Yay!
11 weeks ago tomorrow, my husband called my mostly absentee father to tell him the news. As of this moment, we have not heard another word from him since that phone call. Now I am certainly not expecting him to call me every day (my mother of course would be calling me two or three times a day I'm sure) nor even send an email every day, but I do not think it is too much to expect him to call and check up on me ONCE in three months.
But then again, what am I thinking? He only calls me when he thinks he is going to die, because that is obviously the only time he needs me.
Do I sound bitter? Well, perhaps I am. It's hard enough not having my mom around to talk to when I've had not the easiest pregnancy ever, but to feel like my dad doesn't give a damn is pretty sucky.
Oh well, I don't need the aggravation anyway. I need to think calm happy thoughts. Happy thoughts. HAPPY!!!
