Another baby on the way!
What a way to find out!
I got an email from my daughter earlier today imploring me to reply quickly because her dad, my ex, had read on facebook that son is having a baby and he was having a minor panic attack!
Eek! It’s still debatable whether I have got used to her being a mum and I still don’t feel like a granny, nanny or anything else. Having a second grandchild so soon after the first is scary!
I emailed straight back telling her I knew nothing and PLEASE let me know urgently what’s been said. I don’t have facebook; for some reason, despite me embracing most things computery, I hate facebook. I did have a page for a while, but I hated the way that all my ex’s family wanted to be "friends" with me on it whereas they all turned their backs on son and me when I separated from ex. I also think that Jeremy Kyle wouldn’t have a show without the oft repeated, "I read it on facebook" and the world would arguably be a better place without that show.
Sorry, sidetracked. One day I will post a proper rant about facebook. Son was out while all this was going on, so I couldn’t do the simple thing and ask him; I waited the longest 30 minutes ever until she emailed me back.
The baby is due in six months time and congratulations have already been posted worldwide across the Internet that is facebook. Ex has family all across the world, so that is a literal statement.
Incidentally, it was ex’s other son (one he had before I was with him) who had originally posted this information. It all started with a simple, "Congratulations, son (but using his name, obviously), can’t wait to be an uncle again." Thing is, ex’s other son’s wife has a brother whose name is the same as son’s. It’s HIS baby-to-be!
Phew!
Funny story! I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook, and so far love is winning.
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I love Facebook, but my page is locked down tightly. Anyone can send me a friend request, but no one who isn’t a friend can see ANYTHING, except my profile pic, which isn’t a photo of me. It’s a dog thingy. Anyway, I am glad your panic attack was averted!
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Oh dear! I can imagine the confusion at the time – but it’s a great story! Did you tell your son about his father’s concern, and if so how did he react?
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All the time I was reading this, I knew it wasn’t your boy. I patted myself on the back when I got to the end. 🙂 What a relief!
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And a good thing it is too, you not having another gbaby. I mean, I saw serious trouble brewing. You can’t have another gchild – ever. It wouldn’t be fair. Your first/only you declared is ‘the best baby ever.’ Having another gbaby would inevitably cause comparisons and, well, nothing good could come of that.
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