She just told Son last night she was pregnant. His Ex. She shouldn’t. She had bad morning sickness for three months, and then spent the last six on bed rest because it was discovered she had something wrong with her uterus.
Here’s the worst-case scenario Son believes will unfold (and I have no reason to doubt this possibility):
Loses her $12/hr job – because she doesn’t work for someone who needs to provide benefits like sick leave.
Loses apartment – Possible, but they currently rent the back house of Ex’s boyfriend’s mom.
Apply for food stamps, WIC and other assistance programs – Which now require more paperwork, and provide less money for the recipient.
Can no longer afford to keep Grandson living with her – She will send GS to move back in with us.
Obviously, not a good scenario, but as I note, that would be the worst-case. Hope springs eternal, and maybe somehow things will work out. However, Son feels he is now burdened with ‘fixing’ any psychological damage to GS. He feels pressure to make a success of his business. He’s distracted by his grandma’s precarious health. He’s in pain, both physical and psychological. He’s feeling the pressure of wanting to be on his own, but unable to afford it. He’s barely started paying us rent, and since he’s still growing his business, most of his money goes right back in for supplies. It’s a lot of work too, running his little business. He answers questions on Facebook all day, fills orders, looks for deals on his supplies, and constantly has to battle other vendors for his slice of the little pie. Other people will steal sales right out from under him. His site could be shut down at any time by FB if someone decides to play dirty. It’d only be a couple days, but that could mean $100s of lost sales. I hate to even suggest he find something else to do.
I understand his pressure. I don’t understand why he has taken his Ex’s pregnancy as a sign that his world will come to an end. He knows we’ve always supported him (in every way), and always will. I know we helped create his monsters, but he won’t let us help destroy them. We’ve allowed him to get this dependent. Now it’s time to change things. Since I have good psych coverage, he will come with me to counseling. He can complain about everything, and someone with the proper training will help him change his life. I just hope it doesn’t take years!
I’ve started looking at apartments in Spain again.