Yeah, it was fun while it lasted. I knew it wouldn't take long for the mother-in-law to revert to her old self. We get to the house and manage to park right across the street. I look and she is right there! Oh my god! She is hovering, ready to jump on us. I'll steal a quote from a mom on the InLaws board: "She needs to start by not drooling over the baby and pretty much standing on me to get the baby out my hands the second she gets in the door." Of course, in our case, it's when we go over to her house. She is not going to be stepping in our house, if I can help it. She cannot respect me in my house, she is not welcome. Anyway, she doesn't even let us in the door. When she even spots us through her window, she swoops out like a vulture. Good description, huh?
I was seeing red though when she brought up when T broke his leg. She goes on to describe and show D's aunt how T broke his leg. Seriously, wtf? She was not there. The only person who possibly might have seen T fall and break his leg was my brother. She was nowhere f-ing near my son and she's going show someone how he broke his leg. I was too pissed off to correct her. I really should have. I keep going over it in my head. I should have said, "No, that's not right. Noone saw T fall. Noone knows how T broke his leg." But I was too pissed off to say anything because she brought up the bad memories I will forever associate with that day. She's damn lucky I still associate with her.
Then my further mistake during dinner was when Z was crying. I was going to walk with him. The mother-in-law said she would take him because I was still eating. I said no because it was only going to make him cry more. Which did happen. But I still let her take him out of my arms. Why did I do that? I had to clench my fists. I really didn't want D to say that I don't let his mother hold the baby. I didn't want to hear later on that she whined to D about me always not letting her take the baby. I will not let that happen again. Another quote that is apropos: "I hate the whole let-me-take-care-of-DS-so-you-can-have-your-hands-free-but-it's-really-all-about-me-having-alone-time-with-DS routine." It's like these ladies can read my mind. Gotta love 'em.
Obviously, there was other stuff. There is always other stuff. Nothing big, but annoying nonetheless. The woman cannot help herself. She is the self-proclaimed mother of the year. Somehow, she can do all, soothe all. Yeah, my son gets hurt and she's the one that he will want. Yeah, right. She does not have a clue. The kids were playing rough and L fell. Of course, I soothe him. He's crying in my arms and merely wants comfort. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the mother-in-law, a few feet away with coffee table between us, with her arms out like L was going to go to her for comfort. Are you serious?!?? She does it again with, I forget, L or T when they cry. Get a clue, lady! My children will NOT be going to you for comfort, not if I am already comforting them! If I wasn't, it would be a different story. If she was closest and they willingly went to her for comfort, okay. I wouldn't like it, but I will deal. My child's comfort comes first. But do you really think that my children will leave my arms, their mother's arms, to go to you!?? Obviously, she does. It's just stupid. But that's the nature of beast, isn't it? Each time, I wonder what stupid thing she will do next.
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