Parent's don't ALWAYS know best

Last night I went to have dinner at my Grandma's house for an early Mothers Day because my mom was in town as well. She missed Krystina's birthday so I wanted to make sure that Krystina got to see her Grammie Shiloh (she named her grandparents after their animals) and I am pushing to make sure that they have the relationship that I never had with my dad's parents. I get very frustrated because I don't feel that my mom puts in as much effort but whatever... I have learned to accept it.

* A little back story * My grandmother lives DIRECTLY across from Krystina's birth grandmother. You walk out my grandma's door or look out her window and you are looking into the birth family apartment. Well, they have only called 2 or 3 times since LAST JULY to talk to Krystina, they didn't call at Christmas but did talk to her for a few moments on her birthday. I have been very protective of my little one, I don't want her to be scared or go back into thinking that she is going to be taken away again so I suspended all visitation last year after I found out that the grandpa was diagnosed with Hepatitis... and still showed up for visitation.

Well, last night my mother was PUSHING me to let Krystina see them. We have worked so hard to get comfortable with going to my grandmothers house, we have worked with her to reassure her that we are her parents and that she is never going anywhere. We are past the crying fits that she is going to leave or get a new mommy/daddy, we are past the nightmares. I am doing whatever I can to not go back to that time in her little life. So my mothers annoying pushing is more than I can stomach sometimes. I want to just shake her and tell her to butt out... stop trying to identify with the birth family. Stop making me feel bad for protecting my daughter the only way I know how and honestly no differently than she would if the roles were reversed.
Finally after all the drama I went over to talk to them (LIKE A BIG WHITE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM) and Krystina followed me. She introduced herself to them, answered one question from them and was gone... she proceeded to tell Grammie that I introduced her to Great Grammie's neighbors. She had no memory of them and I am OK with that... it may sound harsh but it's preservation. I have never held the fact she is adopted from her, I have never denied that she didn't come from my belly... I want her to be proud of her adoption and proud of herself. I love her more than anything.
The hardest thing about last night is not sharing it with Grant. I know that we don't have a conventional schedule for married couples but it does work for us... most of the time. this week has been a little rough for me and I am really looking forward to this weekend, just HOPING that he has mothers day off. I love my husband and miss him terribly but I do know that this is just the beginning... AT is coming up and then his schools and then anything else that his job tosses his way. It's a little frustrating at times but I love this man more than life and nothing would take me away from him. I wish that he realized that a little more often but hey, he is a man. He is my best friend, he is the person that I turn to for everything, the person that I look forward to touching and kissing everyday. He keeps me grounded and sane... he balances me out. I couldn't imagine life without him... SEE I AM VERY SAPPY RIGHT NOW!