A Much Happier Mina

Happily, I have an update to my July post titled "Much Ado About Nothing".

We have not heard any more peeps out of Mina about not wanting to come for sleepovers. We have no idea what happened to cause her upset to start with, but since the wedding, we have had no problems at all.

It may have to do with the fact that Mina knows she will be a big sister come Christmas time. Or that she knows she has an important role in our search for a perfect home. Or that she knows the negative and very upsetting impact that she has on everyone when she creates a fuss about coming to our place for sleepovers. Or that "intervention / confrontation" we had to have with Mina, with Jonathan, myself and Mina's mother all present, telling Mina that if she changes her mind, it will upset everyone and no one wants any more upsets, plus she will never come for a sleepover again. Or that we made her totally aware that if she insists on not wanting to sleepover, she will never get her own bedroom at our new home. Or that she's simply stopped being naughty and snapped out of the funk she was in. Any way you look at it, there has been no more fuss nor bother. At least, none that we've heard.

The weekend before last, I had to travel with the crew to drop Mina home. We had been out at the movies and there simply wasn't enough time to drop me home before Jonathan made the trip to Mina's house. That was the weekend we "confronted" Mina and her mother. The "intervention / confrontation" was for the sake of Mina as much as it was for her mother - because that woman simply has no idea how much impact her failure to be a parent / adult has on our lives. Addressing both of them at the same time, I told them (with Jonathan's full backing) that Jonathan and I had no problems with Mina changing her mind about sleeping over, as long as we are notified by the Tuesday evening before the sleepover weekend, and not at 8pm on the Thursday night, or at an even uglier 5pm on a Friday night. I told them both that we have busy lives and many social engagements that we would like to go to, and to tell us on Thursday night is simply too late and far too rude.

As we haven't heard anything more since that weekend, we can only assume that the message got through.

Every weekend since then, we have a happy little girl who is genuinely happy and excited to be at our place. No fuss. No bother. Here's hoping that we have seen the end of the stupidity that should have been stopped in the first place, if only someone had been mature enough to be an adult and a parent to her child, instead of giving in and then letting others deal with the fallout.