My mom and I were talking tonight about babies and stuff, and she started talking about being alone in the hospital after she had me.
I said, "Oh, so they didn't let fathers stay the night back then?"
And she said, "Oh, no, your dad was on a fishing trip."
And I said, "I never heard that, so you went in to labor while he was on a fishing trip? Why would he schedule one when you were already past due with me?"
And she said, "He didn't go until after you were born."
Apparently he got a week off of work when I was born, and after the delivery he said something along the lines of, "Well, I'd better do something useful with this time off." And while he didn't go on a fishing trip after my brother was born, he was so absent from the hospital that the woman my mom had to share a room with gossiped with her husband about "that poor single mother" on the other side of the curtain.
My mom assumes she's told me all this stuff, but I think she was so focused on not saying anything bad about my dad when we were growing up that she doesn't remember what she's told me and what she hasn't. I mean, I knew he was an ***, but I didn't realize he was so detached from the beginning. Man. I'm glad she birthed me and everything, but WHY would you have two kids with someone like that? Jeebus.

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Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
What an azzhat. I am so sorry Noisy.
sorry your father sucks.
my son's father went fishing the day we came home from the hospital. I hated him for leaving me alone that first day.
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
Ugh. What an ass.
I'm sorry Noisy.
The nerve!
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This makes me so sad. I think about how overwhelmed I was in the hospital and the first week home after Miles' birth. I can't imagine facing that without my H, let alone knowing he was completely uninterested in the birth of his child.
I concur with Kristen here.
And while he didn't go on a fishing trip after my brother was born, he was so absent from the hospital that the woman my mom had to share a room with gossiped with her husband about "that poor single mother" on the other side of the curtain.
That made me really sad for you AND your mom. WTF, dude. I hate your dad.
I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy
11/11/11 = 5 years. Woah!