I’ve talked a bit about having a crappy Mother’s Day, but with so much other blog fodder going on in our lives lately, I just hadn’t gotten around telling what happened.
Of course it started on Saturday night when my son had his first date to the school semi-formal and his girlfriend dumped him halfway through the dance which of course made him a bit cranky on Sunday morning.
Then when Hubby finally climbed out of bed a few hours after the rest of us, he didn’t even say good morning, he immediately got on the phone with his mother. On the speaker phone I might add, so that despite the fact that I was back in the family room, and he was out in the dining/front room, I could hear every word said by both parties.
After listening to his mother trash me, and everything about our lives from our mismatched garage, to our “rustic furniture“, as she likes to call it, to our unfinished landscaping and anything else she could think to put down about us, (yes, the kids could probably hear too, they tend to hide in their bedrooms whenever hubby gets on the phone with his mom) for over 45 minutes, and having not even had a good morning from hubby first, I lost it.
First cialis online buy off his mother seems to think that I chose to be injured in an accident, or that it was somehow my fault – and blames me for our current not great financial situation.
Oh yes, I absolutely chose to spend nearly my whole spring laid up. I chose to have repeated surgeries trying to regain normal use of my right arm (okay, so yeah I did I guess choose this, but, uh who wouldn’t?). And of course I’ve chosen to let my income go down while I went through all of this.
She thinks I should be looking for a new job because of this!
Next I went off on her about her comments on my parenting style, which she really knows online drugs no prescription nothing about! She only comes to visit at most once a year, but often less than that, and she only talks to hubby on big holidays.
When she argued that she knew more than I think she does, I nearly exploded. This coming from a man-hating woman whom beat her children when they were young, she pushed hubby down the cellar steps when he was five, she threw him out of her house at fourteen, and he never moved back in with her, nor talked to her until his grandfather died, just before we met ten years ago. As for his sister, she had TWO kids before she graduated high school, to two different men. Over the years she and her mother have gone years without talking, and his sister even sued their mother at one point.
She totally poisoned them against their father, but now both hubby and his sister have a good, if somewhat casual and long distance relationship with their dad. They also recently found out that they have an older brother, a child that their father and his former girlfriend had put up for adoption when they were 16, and that he wants to get to know his birth family.
Hubby’s sister has asked their mother to move to FL to be near her, she turned her down because hubby’s dad and his wife are moving to FL next spring when his wife retires, but they’re going to be like 4 hours from Hubby’s sister. Yet, my MIL doesn’t think she can even live in the same state as her ex-husband.
Yes, this is definitely not a lady that should be giving me any type of advice!
And that would be why Mother’s day sucked!
But there were some good parts too! My daughter cuddled me and watched movies, she made me a card, a necklace and a poem about me having green eyes, curly hair, a passion for ‘chapter books’, my affinity for my new phone, and my love of all children and gardening.
So it wasn’t all bad!
