Monday, June 16, 2008

Meeting My Birth Mother - For The First Time

The 2 hour and 30 minute drive was absolutely the longest 2 ½ hours of my life. In addition to the urges I had every 5 miles or so to jump off one of the exit ramps and speed home, my mouth was seemingly full of cotton, head was spinning out of control and still had no idea what I would say once I met her.

Oh, for those of you that did not read the back posts…I went to go meet my birth mother (BM) (oh, I am using BM just to annoy ManicMariah) for the first time today. I was adopted at 10 days old and until this year barely knew anything about her or my natural father.

So anyway, we arrived in the area where we were going to meet about 45 minutes early…so what better to do than get a car wash? We handed over the keys, paid and then went out front to pace back and forth until the car was ready. Did the city planners and business owner know that I’d be making this trip when they situated all of the businesses in the area? I have a sneaky suspicion that they did...because low and behold…DIRECTLY across the street was a very inviting (not really, but it fit the circumstance) establishment. The sign on the front of the small, beautiful building read, “BEER, POOL TABLES & GAMES”

I turned and with a mischievous smile whispered to ManicMariah, “You think we have time for a little drinky-poo?” Her response was both swift as well as direct…”Yeah…RIGHT! Not a good idea!”

I let it go, knowing that at this point she was the one with the level head. I paced a bit, sat a bit, but was too anxious to do anything more than a bit. Looking at my watch, I peered around the lot and did not see our car…but the people that came in at the same time were conveniently done and gone. Did they “loose” our car? What was the hold up? Did they not get the memo about MY BIG DAY?

A few minutes later the car emerged from the mechanical cleaning monster. Knowing that we would be meeting BM in less than 20 minutes, I looked over at ManicMariah and hesitantly smiled, then noticed that she had chewed ALL of her fingernails down to, on the verge of bleeding, stubs. I guess she was not as calm as I had thought.

After navigating the last 2 mile to MY HALF BROTHER’S house, I stopped the car a few houses away, made that lovely BARFING sound (and action) … just checking to see if I would puke or not. Luckily, since I am super human, things were good…no puke today.

We parked, gave each other that look, you know, the one that you give someone when you don’t know if you should just bolt or bite the bullet. Not letting myself think, we slowly made our way up to the front door. I hesitated before ringing the doorbell, did another dry heave test run, then thought….SHIT! What if she is watching me through a window? This will look good.

I rang the bell, fidgeted with my hands and waited. As the door slowly opened…

11 Comments:

AFRo said...

Holy crap. No you did not just stop the story there. I should have known this would be one of those long drawn out stories... but it's appropriate. So, carry on, but don't take too long. I'll be waiting on the next post.

insane mama said...

Baby, It was so good, so very good for both of you, Thanks for letting me tag along and witness this amazing, beautiful, and loving meeting. It was awesome!
I love you, Please come upstairs now *wink*

~Billie~ said...

I envy your courage! I do not know my birth father, but I know where he lives. I have yet to contact him. I don't know if I ever will. The fear of rejection is still too strong.

leezee52 said...

Ya know It's almost 2:00am here and I'm thinking of staying up until you finish...after you rang the door bell and the door slowly opened... I can't wait!!!

buffalodickdy said...

I'm picking up on some that anxiety I know you were feeling...
On a lighter note, you ever watch "South Park"? Stan is the kid that barfs everytime this little girl Wendy talks to him...

Candid Carrie said...

Alright, babe. If you just happened to be at the wrong house you can leave all those details out and pick up where you finally got to the right house.

K8E said...

Oh COME ON!!! You two have some little conspiracy thing going just because you want traffic on your blogs. I promise I'll come back anyway, just finish a story!!!

Mama Dawg said...

Yeah, you suck. Leaving us hanging that way. I'm gonna sic IM on you...wait, she does the same thing with her compelling story, so I guess she won't be much help.

I'll be back...I have to know what happens.

Lula! said...

We are breaking up. Until you get back to the story. Sigh...you and that woman of yours...with the cliffhangers...

Deb said...

Oooh, look at IM gettin her some!
Sounds like it will be a good story. Keep going, keep going.

Marrdy said...

You are as cruel as Insame Mama. Leaving us hanging waiting for the conclusion. I know you can do this, you almost won a fight with Insane Mama, even with a bat! You go man!

 

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