Call it Stress or call it my Mother.....

[Ahavah]

What would you do if your mother Flew 1,800 miles, unexpectedly...:eek:
and planned to stay with you for 2 1/2 weeks after you just had a baby 1 week ago?
Yep...it's all part of my stress filled life so far, but my mom is leaving Tommorow and I hopefully will get some rest now. She meant well, but...it was MORE STRESS than I wanted at the time.
So what would you do? Just me......

[Wags]

What would you do if your mother Flew 1,800 miles, unexpectedly...:eek:
and planned to stay with you for 2 1/2 weeks after you just had a baby 1 week ago?
Yep...it's all part of my stress filled life so far, but my mom is leaving Tommorow and I hopefully will get some rest now. She meant well, but...it was MORE STRESS than I wanted at the time.
So what would you do? Just me......

I set limits before Bekah was born. Told both sets of parents that they would be called AFTER the baby was born, and not when I went into labor.

Not much you can do once she shows up, but perhaps you can gently tell her that you really need to be consulted before she makes any more surprise visits.

[Henaynei]

call it stress or call it you mother? ;) call it both ;)

Is this their first g-child?

you should have seen the fit I threw when my mother took my 3 year old little boy for a hair cut without telling me, because SHE decided he need one! OIY!! we all survived ;) - he's 27 now and gets his own hair cuts ;) :P

[visionary]

Stressful though it may be, if she didn't, it would have been out of character and you would have wondered if she didn't somehow love your baby or you as much as you thought. We are strange creatures, wanting both, and not handling either very well.

All you can do is love them, thankful they came and went.

[blessed2]

The washing machine is on the blink.
The dog tore up my shoes.
The cat got out and ran away
and Janie has the flu.
Then I hear the doorbell ring...
I close my eye's and shudder,
knowing if it ain't one thing,
it's bound to be my mother!

[Sephania]

So, she's leaving tomorrow, just pray for a few more hours of patience and thank her for her concern, and even though it's hard, be grateful, there are some grandmothers out there that couldn't care less, I know.

:hug:

[Ahavah]

The washing machine is on the blink.
The dog tore up my shoes.
The cat got out and ran away
and Janie has the flu.
Then I hear the doorbell ring...
I close my eye's and shudder,
knowing if it ain't one thing,
it's bound to be my mother!Hahaha..that's about how it "really" is around here!!!!

[Velcro]

What a precious baby! Such a cool photo, and the baby is cute on top of all that! Fabulous!

My mother expected to come for my first child, but fortunately for me, I found out. She and I never got along (from my infanthood on), and the thought of having a new baby and her was too much. I told her no. It hurt her, but it had to be.

[hiumble1]

you opened your to your mother. the person who gave birth to you. the person who loved you the whole of her life and did without so you could have. The person who was given you as a gift from the almighty.
I understand where you are, but patience be a better man than a man of haste.
Through her love she felt as though she was helping you.

we are to be in service of others, then we can truly feel our walk with the lord

[Wags]

you opened your to your mother. the person who gave birth to you. the person who loved you the whole of her life and did without so you could have. The person who was given you as a gift from the almighty.
I understand where you are, but patience be a better man than a man of haste.
Through her love she felt as though she was helping you.

we are to be in service of others, then we can truly feel our walk with the lord

Spoken like a man :D

In my opinion the relationship between mother and daughter is something only women can turly understand. Especially when it comes to daughter bringing a new grandchild into the world. Oy! Such a can of worms that can open up!

My mom just sent me this poem...

Before I was a Mom -
I slept as late as I wanted and never
worried about how late I got into bed.
I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.

Before I was a Mom -
I cleaned my house each day.
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.

I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom -
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Spit on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom -
I never held down a screaming child so
that doctors could do tests. Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom -
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom -
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom -
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
The joy,
The love,
The heartache,
The wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much before I was a Mom.

And before I was a Grandma, I didn't know that all those
"Mom" feelings more than doubled when you see that little bundle
being held by your baby...

[Bon]

Wow! Wags.....What a great poem.....and how thoughtful of your Mum to think of it.

My Mum, on the other hand, is one of those rather painful Mums to be around....my son's almost three and she hasn't met him yet......and doesn't seem in a big hurry to. (She is not very Maternal and would rather talk about her ailments than what her grandson is up to.)

What is it with Mother's?

They work so hard to turn us into little clones of themselves, and then when we grow up they must shock themselves to see their own reflection in our eyes.

Perhaps that is why we clash so dramatically with them......because we are so frighteningly alike.

Oh!.....I'm scaring myself :eek:

Shalom from Bon

[ILY]

Shalom all,

Well not knowing your Mom, and basing it on my mother, I wouldn't mind as much as my wife would have!(when the children were babes) LOL

But seriously wise council would say, be glad she is with you, as we don't know when we will last see each other on this earth! I am sure if your Ma's is like mine, she has said something similar to that! "You'll miss me when I am gone!" True so true, and I can vouch, as I miss my father dearly everyday.

Shalom v' shalom

ILY