So I'm having one of those nights dwelling on the past and thinking about what is.
Ive wanted to do a video on this topic for a while now but never knew quite how to address the subject. There is so many raw emotions and thoughts still, so much has gone on and to be honest everything is really sketchy and I don't remember too much from the early days. But lets see how I do and I guess I'll try starting from the very beginning.
Well my mum was a teen mum. She had me when she was just 15 and my dad was only 18. I don't know too much about my mum and dads relationship, like how long they were together, how they met things like that.
But I've lived with my nan and grandad (my dads mum and dad) ever since I can remember! Apparently my mum couldn't handle me when I was a baby and so she gave me up to my nan and grandad. My dad at the time was living with them. She would say I hated her because I would cry whenever she held me? I don't know, personally I find it pathetic especially being a mum now. Anyways..
Like I said it's seriously all so sketchy. I've heard stories about back in those days from different family members but can't really remember them for exact. Like my nan has obviously told me the most things and even then not too many.
My mum was quite rebellious as a child. Even before my dad was in the story. Always running away and apparently would sneak out and into my dads room all the time. She would sleep in the toilets across the road from my dads house. That apparently was a usual occurrence from her.
At one stage my mum and dad did live together with me when I was first born in some apartment but again I don't know what went on and how things went about to get my dad back at his mums (my nan) and eventually me too. I do know that I was roughly 6 months old I think when she gave me up, which is why I don't have too many photos of when I was first born.
So, I lived with my nan and grandad right up until I was 19. My dad moved out somewhere along the line (without me) when he met my brothers mum, don't know how old I was or why he didn't take me....always a question I wonder about now still. I think I'll do a completely different post about my dad otherwise this one will be waaaay to long!
Me when I was little
So in those 19 years I was living with my nan and grandad, my so called mum would make the odd appearance. Unsure of how often but obviously not very because I always remember being scared. She would park across the park, at night mind you, and call my nan up and ask that we walk over to her, I hated it. I didn't know who she was. Plus it being dark didn't help. Another time we seen her at the shops, now I don't know if this was prearranged, maybe it was actually because I have photos of that day. I remember her saying to me that 'she was my mummy', I was only little then unsure of my age. I'll have to come back to this post and add in photos because at the moment my scanner won't connect to this laptop. But I'll definitely do that because I have some photos of my mum back then.
Another time, I must have been about 6 years old because my mum rocked up to the park once again out of the blue but this time with my little brother and sister. Theres 5 years between me & my sister, Skye, and 6 between me and my brother Corey.
Then once again another huge gap between appearances. The next time I remember seeing her was when I was in year 6, she rocked up at my primary school with her new boyfriend (not my siblings dad) and wanted to start seeing me again. That's the first time actually that I started seeing her on a regular basis.
It was good while it lasted. Introduced her to my friends my boyfriend at the time. I finally had a mum & and then like always she disappeared again. I remember actually one of my teachers that was very familiar with our story having words with her one day.
The next time she came back I was in high school and I think that's the very first time I stayed with her overnight & started seeing my brother and sister. Started developing a relationship with my siblings for the first time. I was really close with my little sister. Loved her to pieces! And i remember us always picking on my little brother lol. Like drawing on him while he was asleep. Poor Corey.
Skye and Corey
My grandad never liked her, my mum that is. Same as my dad and other family members because she had dumped me at my nans basically. My grandad would always give strict orders that I be home by a certain time. I think he worried that my mum would run off with me.
Throughout my life I would be told what my mother was like, but it was one of those things where I had to learn for myself. And I guess what girl doesn't want her mum around?
Then there was another gap between seeing my mum. Because the next time I heard from her I had a new baby brother (different dad to my brother and sister). This time she lived on the other side of the river to me. I remember catching the train with my mum, then her new boyfriend meeting us at the train station to pick us up, with my brother, sister and baby brother, Aiden, whom Id never seen before.
I didn't have a very good first impression of my mothers boyfriend. He wasn't some-one I would expect her to be interested in. He reminded me of a fat slob and wasn't the least bit good looking. My mum said he had gorgeous eyes and she would always say the eyes are the window to your sole. I remember my mum and him would always argue and he had a tendancy to try odering us kids around. My mum would say to him quite often 'they're my kids and I'll tell them off not you'.
He had a daughter to his first marriage (I think they were married) Brogan, I remember her name still. I got along with her quite good. We were roughly the same age. But I only knew her over a weekend because the next time I seen my mum she had broke it off with her dad.
Next thing I can remember was my mum moving up the road from me. Same street I lived on. I remember her telling me about it and telling me to keep it a secret. My grandad hated the idea of her living up the road. This was the last and final time I seen her. It lasted a while. Being up the road it was easier to go and see her and I was seeing her more often. It was just her and Aiden living there though because like I said previously she'd broken it off with Aidens dad. He'd still have him some weekends and I remember going with my mum to drop Aiden off sometimes. I hated going because she always met him in the city and they'd argue constantly and she'd always cry. She always said to all of us kids, over her dead body would she lose Aiden like she lost the rest of us. Skye and Corey lived with their dad. Somewhere along the line she left them too. A pattern had already been started. I don't know how old they were when mum left them though but I do know it wasn't as early as she left me.
Back to my story.
By this stage I was 15. Finally met a guy that I was pretty serious about (Matt) and like any teenager I was wanting to spend my weekends with him. My mum however was wanting me to spend my weekends with her because she would have Skye and Corey. And that was fine but not when it was every weekend. I needed time to spend with my friends too not just family. There was a 5-6 year age gap between me, Skye and Corey and being that I was in high school now, into boys, they were in primary school and into other things. It was a time I guess where I didn't really connect with them as well as I used too. It's hard to explain I guess. Anyways, it got to the point where one day my mum wanted me to do something with her and I couldn't because I had already prebooked something with Matt. She got upset with me over it. Stopped texting or calling me first, usually she would always. Even her attitude towards me changed. I coud hear the difference in her voice when I spoke to her. It got to the point where I was fed up with it. I'd done nothing wrong, so I stopped making the effort. I stopped trying to contact her and never heard from her again. So in the end, yes, I did learn what she was like. But It as something I did need to learn and find out for myself. I had finally realised after all those years what a true kind of mother she was. I wasn't going to put up with her coming and going into my life anymore. It was honestly and truly the final straw for me.
Me and Matt back in high school
I can see already how long this is going to be!!!! So much to go into =/
Getting the life story part over with so you can at least get an understanding of it all and next thing being my feelings towards her now...
My brother and sister continued to see her and i kept in contact with them. Unfortunately I didn't see them very often. My baby brother Aiden ended up living with his dad, so much for not losing him like she lost the rest of us. I would hear all this through my sister. She would always keep me up to date with mums new boyfriends (there was alot) and what she would say.
The last time I seen Aiden was what feels like forever ago. He was all grown up. I went & visited him with Skye, Corey and my grandad (mums dad) one day. And because so much time had been lost in between it was definetly awkward.
Aiden
The photo above was taken the day of that visit. I don't even know how old he is here or how old he is now. But he's basically my long lost brother. He moved to a different state with his dad and neither me, Skye or Corey have any contact with him. And not because we don't want to. No-one has his number to contact him on an address or anything. My grandad (mums dad) was going to try find him again but nothing as yet. I would of loved to of had him at my wedding with the rest of my brothers and sisters. Not even my mum has contact with him anymore and to me thats just plain sad. I don't understand how any mother could ever lose contact with her child.
As it stands now, not even Skye or Corey have contact with my mum. She basically did the same thing to Skye that she did with me. Skye got to that age where she was into boys, wanting to spend her weekends or free time with them and once again our so called mother got upset with her daughter once again and the same thing happened. Immature if you ask me. Corey eventually grew to learn what she was like. My mother was the kind to put her boyfriends first. And everyone of us kids noticed that. She would tell us how much she loved us when we were seeing her but her actions over time always said different.
My mothers even got to the point now where she denys me or Aiden. Whenever she gets a new boyfriend she forgets to mention that she has 4 kids rather then 2. And thats painful. She hides the truth because I guess she doesn't want to admit what a poor excuse she is of a mother. I think she's even starting searching for Aiden now. Before Skye stopped talking to her she mentioned that she thinks she found him. And by found I mean found a photo of a boy on a school website that she believed was Aiden. I just hope the past doesn't repeat itself and she does to Aiden what she did with me. Coming and going as she sees fit..
I still don't see Skye & Corey as much as I would like too. I want more then anything for them to have a strong bond with Ashlyn. I miss them so much and love any time I do get to spend with them. I tend to see Skye more then I do Corey just because it's easier to catch up with her. Corey lives with his dad and Skye lives with her nan (dads mum) now and it seems impossible to catchup with both of them at the same time. I miss my brother alot. Anytime he has seen Ashlyn he always has all the time in the world for her.
Taken in 2012.
To this day my so called mum has never seen Ashlyn. Never even made the attempt to either. In my eyes she is not Ashlyns Nana. I can't even put into words how much I hate her. How wrong all of her actions are. Becoming a mother myself put everything into perspective. I could never imagine leaving behind my baby girl. She knew I was pregnant with Ashlyn. I think once she even said to Skye if i need help with money to just ask, but never did she try contacting me. She had a tendency for buying our love I guess you could say. She knew I was getting married as well & would even break down to Skye how she would love to be there but again never tried making contact. We both have facebook, she's never tried adding me. I want more then anything a mum. But she'll never be that for me. Quite often I've found her facebook and thought about adding her. I don't even know what I would do if she just happened to add me one day. Whether I'd accept or reject. She has just caused so much hurt and left a huge gap in my life. When I was pregnant all I wanted was for some-one to ask questions, relate too but she wasn't there. I've always seen my nan as just my nan despite her being like my mum my whole life. Matt's mum we get along but its just too complicated in regards to his family. I don't see it ever growing into anything more. As much as I'd like it too. I want more then anything to have a mother figure. But it just looks like that's one of the things i dip out on in life. That is why I will forever make sure I am there for my daughter. For her kids when she one day has them. I will stick by her no matter what and I sure as hell will never let her down.
I haven't spoke to my so called mum in like 9 years & not once in that whole 9 years has she made contact. I blame her for not being able to have a relationship with my brother Aiden. I blame her for the distance I sometimes feel between me Skye and Corey. And I blame her for some of the reasons I am the way I am.
I don't even know if this post as fully came out the way I wanted it too. I know its long and I'm sorry for that but to get the full story or there abouts it had to be lol. Hope you understand me that little bit more now :)