My mil has decided that dh and I are not having a baby for us, but for her. Referring to our child as “my baby”. Not taking the hint that it’s not cute and that it’s not her child, but ours. We are thankfully on the opposite side of the country from her because this last phone call left me wondering how nuts a grown woman with adult children really could be. DH called home for one of his younger brother’s birthdays and at some point was put on the phone with his mother, given that my pregnancy is all she wants to talk to us about, I’m not surprised that they somehow ended up on that topic. I’m in the next room laying down, when I hear, “Are her parents going to have to wait that long to meet the baby?” From that I figured out that DH told her that we wanted her to wait until Thanksgiving to come cross country to meet our new born, who at that point should be roughly six weeks old. DH said, “No, they are local they are not traveling cross country on a plane with a bunch of people bringing a bunch of germs with them.” She got upset and asked if that was what I wanted or what he wanted to. He told her we are in agreement and if she didn’t want to come at Thanksgiving, she could wait until Easter. We have tried reminding his mom that I am high risk and that I will need time to recover after a c-section, but she hasn’t wanted to hear that. She actually threatened, “You will not keep my grandchild away from me.” I’m concerned and very grateful that we are on opposite sides of the country. She’s offended that I have a list of things for children I will not allow in my home (the joy of having been a nanny for far too long is that I know what I do and don’t like for children). She’s tried insinuating to DH that since I plan to breastfeed that I am going to keep him from bonding with our child. How do I survive this crazy woman? I don’t answer my phone when she calls, I don’t answer her texts, I just want to be able to live my life as wife, woman, and mother in peace.
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