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TraderTif
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So, I married my husband last June, and we were pregnant by July…which was a miracle in itself, considering my severe infertility problems, which I’d travelled out to the Pope Paul VI Institute in Omaha and had surgery for. It’s all been exciting. Insanely stressful, but exciting.
And I just knew my mom (who still lives back in VT) was excited too. First grandchild. (And I’m an only child, so for a long time she wondered if she’d ever have grandchildren, especially considering that my husband was the first man I ever dated…at the ripe old age of 28 when we met). All I’d heard out of her for years was how much she wanted grandchildren. Blah, blah, blah. And she was even more excited when it was a girl.
Kid was born in April. And…my folks didn’t come down to visit. Well, I told myself, yes they have the means to travel, but they’re older and not in perfect health, and it’s hard for them. I was disappointed, but figured “it’s ok”. I asked when they might come down to see the baby…and they were pretty vague. So, I finally said “all right, we’ll come up and visit you in October then”
It’s been a hard few months, between April and now. We have no family nearby, and I struggle with a lot of physical health problems. We’d just moved into our first house. And, my husband began struggling with health problems as soon as the baby was born. Medical professionals were telling us that we needed to get more help with the baby immediately. (Which we’ve been scrambling to do.)
My mom just kept telling me “you see? If only you lived closer.”
Well, since it’s always one problem or other, we suddenly hear that a relative on my Dad’s side has entered hospice, and if we ever want her to meet my husband and the baby, then we have to visit NOW. So, we scramble to make reservations, and drive to FL. As do my parents.
Great, I think. At least now my parents can see the baby and all that.
And they do.
And my mother proceeds to tell me, my husband, and my Dad that we’re doing everything wrong. If we pick the baby up, we’re holding her wrong, If we rock her, we’re shaking her too hard and we’re going to give her shaken baby syndrome. If we make funny faces at her, we’re scaring her. Seriously, it’s been THAT ridiculous this whole time.
Despite that we’re doing nothing right, she certainly doesn’t volunteer to show us how to do anything. No. She makes a big point of telling us, over and over, pointedly, how grandparents do NONE of the work, and only enjoy the fun. Indeed. To the point that she’s barely held the child, because if the kid makes a peep, then she is handed back to me and my parents leave.
Am I wrong to feel puzzled, disappointed, and really rather hurt??
I thought she wanted grandchildren?? And, I mean, it’s not like I wanted them to babysit for days or something…but I thought she might like to, say, spend some time with the kid?? (I don’t even feel comfortable asking them to babysit for 30 minutes, while we dash out for supper, since she’s made it plainly obvious that she doesn’t want any “work”)
All this, knowing how much we’ve been struggling, and that we’ve had to hire outside people???
(Not even “we can’t babysit” …just the “we don’t WANT to”, y’know)
Heck, aside from babysitting…it’s like she’s barely interested in the child, aside from cute photo opportunities, and the chance to buy cute baby objects, and the ability to brag to the world about her adorable granddaughter.
I don’t get it.
And I just knew my mom (who still lives back in VT) was excited too. First grandchild. (And I’m an only child, so for a long time she wondered if she’d ever have grandchildren, especially considering that my husband was the first man I ever dated…at the ripe old age of 28 when we met). All I’d heard out of her for years was how much she wanted grandchildren. Blah, blah, blah. And she was even more excited when it was a girl.
Kid was born in April. And…my folks didn’t come down to visit. Well, I told myself, yes they have the means to travel, but they’re older and not in perfect health, and it’s hard for them. I was disappointed, but figured “it’s ok”. I asked when they might come down to see the baby…and they were pretty vague. So, I finally said “all right, we’ll come up and visit you in October then”
It’s been a hard few months, between April and now. We have no family nearby, and I struggle with a lot of physical health problems. We’d just moved into our first house. And, my husband began struggling with health problems as soon as the baby was born. Medical professionals were telling us that we needed to get more help with the baby immediately. (Which we’ve been scrambling to do.)
My mom just kept telling me “you see? If only you lived closer.”
Well, since it’s always one problem or other, we suddenly hear that a relative on my Dad’s side has entered hospice, and if we ever want her to meet my husband and the baby, then we have to visit NOW. So, we scramble to make reservations, and drive to FL. As do my parents.
Great, I think. At least now my parents can see the baby and all that.
And they do.
And my mother proceeds to tell me, my husband, and my Dad that we’re doing everything wrong. If we pick the baby up, we’re holding her wrong, If we rock her, we’re shaking her too hard and we’re going to give her shaken baby syndrome. If we make funny faces at her, we’re scaring her. Seriously, it’s been THAT ridiculous this whole time.
Despite that we’re doing nothing right, she certainly doesn’t volunteer to show us how to do anything. No. She makes a big point of telling us, over and over, pointedly, how grandparents do NONE of the work, and only enjoy the fun. Indeed. To the point that she’s barely held the child, because if the kid makes a peep, then she is handed back to me and my parents leave.
Am I wrong to feel puzzled, disappointed, and really rather hurt??
I thought she wanted grandchildren?? And, I mean, it’s not like I wanted them to babysit for days or something…but I thought she might like to, say, spend some time with the kid?? (I don’t even feel comfortable asking them to babysit for 30 minutes, while we dash out for supper, since she’s made it plainly obvious that she doesn’t want any “work”)
All this, knowing how much we’ve been struggling, and that we’ve had to hire outside people???
(Not even “we can’t babysit” …just the “we don’t WANT to”, y’know)
Heck, aside from babysitting…it’s like she’s barely interested in the child, aside from cute photo opportunities, and the chance to buy cute baby objects, and the ability to brag to the world about her adorable granddaughter.
I don’t get it.