Long story short--DH's family that live nearby (3 cousins and their spouses, 2 uncles and an aunt) have not done CRAP for us since Elijah has been born. Come to think of it, they didn't do crap after Samuel was born either, but that was forgiveable seeing as how we lived 3 hours away. Anyways, one of DH's cousins who lives out of the area had his first child today--the first great-granddaughter for DH's family (there are 7 great-grandsons, including mine). One of DH's other cousins who lives in our area posts on that cousin's Facebook a HUGE congratulations (we're still waiting on ours, 5 months later) and says that "with 5 boy cousins, she doesn't stand a chance."
Sorry, I flipped my lid. It's not normally my style to call anyone out on Facebook, but I politely reminded this particular cousin, for all the world to see, that there are 7 boy cousins and to please not forget my munchkins. What a crock! Stupid woman!
DH and I have so much sucky family between us. I would KILL to be one of those people where family helps out/lives nearby/gets excited over every milestone. I long for that.