My mother

Is not coming to my wedding, because I invited both my grandmothers. Both are hers, and they hate each other. My Nana Joy adopted my mother from Nana Jeanette and is not coming to my wedding cause I refused to uninvite my grandmother. I have spent the last week on bed rest, and needless to say this has stressed me out. I mean she is my mother? Is it too much to ask after the allowances I make for her, not calling, not texting, not f-cking pigeoning me for her to come to my wedding?
I chose a wedding dress I hate because she loved it (she hated my favorite) cause I knew I didn't she wouldn't come to my wedding, now she isn't coming anyway, what does she expect from me? All I have ever wanted from her is for to act like I am her daughter not her best friend.  My mother has never been there when I've been in hospital or even texted back. When I was raped by an ex-boyfriend she told me I'd deserved it.
I don't know why I keep trying but I can't understand why she won't come to my wedding, I am her daughter when all is said and done. And isn't a wedding what all parents want for there little girls?

Traveling

So I'm home from six days, before I fly to Wellington for the NZUSA conference. I just got back from Taupo and Hamilton, I hate traveling I really do, not enough time for your self, my morning sickness gets truly nasty on any moving transport, and I can never sleep comfortably. Thank goodness we are flying to Wellington. Even though, I have to bus to Hamilton, I'm sure I can manage to sleep through it though (hopefully) cause going to sleep in Auckland and waking up in Hamilton would be just my style.
My closet friend hd some sad news the other day, and because I was traveling I didn't get a chance to tell her how devastated I was to hear about it.
In general I despise traveling. Especially when nine weeks pregnant, will ten weeks pregnant be better fort ravelling I hope so!

Sorry bout that

how long it has taken me to update that is, sorry. On the plus note I am now eight weeks pregnant, and have an ultrasound on Wednesday (Yay!). My darling is on summer vacation so we were in our home town the lovely rose town of Te Awamutu, where his mother did not have internet. I had a hard time coping the first few days, then morning sickness reminded me that I was seven weeks pregnant and about time to kick in good and proper. It was about 8pm and my stomach reminded me that I and my darling had eaten a packet of cheeseburger flavored burger rings.
'Hmmm' I thought to myself 'I feel a little sick,' Grabbed a gingerbeer had a sip,
'Ooop, better go to the loo," Sure enough ten seconds later, I kid you not, I was worshiping the porcelain goddess. To which my darling's mother handed me a plate of crackers and a ginger and told me that most people get morning sickness, in the morning. Thanks Tracey.
We went home, and it didn't really get better, sure I stopped throwing up mostly due to the fact I stopped eating meat, and started loading up on crackers, and ginger beer.
Now I have anti nausea tablets given to me by the doctors, so things are much better.
MrsHolly