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Actually, not even 10 minutes after I posted my last one, she called and asked if I was up for a couple of visitors. All I told her was "not today".
It was the DAY after I had my little boy, that she came over to visit. I wanted her to be able to see her grandson, but she decided that she was going to take over and change him for us, when BOTH my husband and I were right there. I had to leave the room before I screamed at her. My mom has usurped my authority over my children a couple of times, but I don't have to be scared to tell my mom what's what in my home, because she doesn't get all whiny and manipulative on me when I do.
One of the times I told my MIL that she couldn't hold my son when she asked to, because we were in the middle of a meeting, and my husband was holding him, she went and sat back in her chair and sulked until my husband felt sorry for her, and got upset at me for telling her no. That time was also the time that I had to get up to go make sure my daughter didn't run off, and the MOMENT I left, I saw her get up to ask for my son. Because she knows my husband will say yes to her all the time. She waited until it looked like I was gone, to come get my baby. I had to make sure to get back there before she actually got him. I wouldn't have cared so much, if he wasn't brand new at the time, and she hadn't tried to GO AROUND ME to get the baby.
I'll admit, I'm not good at letting things like space invasion go, at all. But I'm a lot like my dad in that area. My space is my space, and if you disrespect that, you're not allowed anywhere near there until I'm comfortable with it again.
Honestly, I love my in-laws, I want to get along with my MIL; I get along fine with all of her kids (except one, because she's a lot like her mom). I get along with my FIL, all of my husband's aunts and uncles. But the reason, is that they gave me time to get used to them, and let me have my space until I invited them into it. They didn't come in on their own terms. My MIL did, and because of that, I backed off, and she just kept doing it. I'm not sure I'll be comfortable with her for a while, or ever if she keeps it up. To put it simply, I don't trust her. She didn't give me the time to learn to trust her. I don't see myself trusting her any time soon.
I don't like not being comfortable with her. I wanted to not conform to the stereotype of not liking the in-laws. And I don't dislike all of them. It's just her.
It was the DAY after I had my little boy, that she came over to visit. I wanted her to be able to see her grandson, but she decided that she was going to take over and change him for us, when BOTH my husband and I were right there. I had to leave the room before I screamed at her. My mom has usurped my authority over my children a couple of times, but I don't have to be scared to tell my mom what's what in my home, because she doesn't get all whiny and manipulative on me when I do.
One of the times I told my MIL that she couldn't hold my son when she asked to, because we were in the middle of a meeting, and my husband was holding him, she went and sat back in her chair and sulked until my husband felt sorry for her, and got upset at me for telling her no. That time was also the time that I had to get up to go make sure my daughter didn't run off, and the MOMENT I left, I saw her get up to ask for my son. Because she knows my husband will say yes to her all the time. She waited until it looked like I was gone, to come get my baby. I had to make sure to get back there before she actually got him. I wouldn't have cared so much, if he wasn't brand new at the time, and she hadn't tried to GO AROUND ME to get the baby.
I'll admit, I'm not good at letting things like space invasion go, at all. But I'm a lot like my dad in that area. My space is my space, and if you disrespect that, you're not allowed anywhere near there until I'm comfortable with it again.
Honestly, I love my in-laws, I want to get along with my MIL; I get along fine with all of her kids (except one, because she's a lot like her mom). I get along with my FIL, all of my husband's aunts and uncles. But the reason, is that they gave me time to get used to them, and let me have my space until I invited them into it. They didn't come in on their own terms. My MIL did, and because of that, I backed off, and she just kept doing it. I'm not sure I'll be comfortable with her for a while, or ever if she keeps it up. To put it simply, I don't trust her. She didn't give me the time to learn to trust her. I don't see myself trusting her any time soon.
I don't like not being comfortable with her. I wanted to not conform to the stereotype of not liking the in-laws. And I don't dislike all of them. It's just her.
M
I'm sorry this is happening in your life, it's such a tricky thing to navigate without hurting anyone's feelings. I do truly hope you can work something out, and that your husband gets on board with what you need instead of what his mother wants. Just please, don't let this drive a wedge between you and your husband...it can happen way too easily in these kind of situations.
So what are you all doing for the weekend? I know some of you have a three day weekend and some of you don't. So I was just wondering.
My godmother is coming to visit this afternoon. Before that I have to study for Calculus class on Tuesday and work on a paper over the Greek Empire (I'm taking Western Civ this semester and I love it!)
Then tomorrow I have church and fellowship. On Monday, I still don't know. Perhaps study some more.
My godmother is coming to visit this afternoon. Before that I have to study for Calculus class on Tuesday and work on a paper over the Greek Empire (I'm taking Western Civ this semester and I love it!)
Then tomorrow I have church and fellowship. On Monday, I still don't know. Perhaps study some more.
I do not have official plans but I made a promise to myself my yard project would be finished this weekend rain or shine. Woke up at 5 to get started at 6 with hopes of completing this 3 weekend project today. I worked 5 hours and although not done (because ran out of rubber mulch and could not go to Home Depot covered in sweat, mud, and bugs) I am 90% done!! I can't wait. So tomorrow after church I will buy 5 more bags and finish it tomorrow afternoon.
Sunday = finish up yard project, reward with some knitting, and dinner will be a cajun shrimp boil
Monday = breakfast with a close friend! more knitting, and playing more words with friends as I recently became addicted
I have quite the exciting holiday weekend I know don't be jealous....
M
I was thinking today about the 140-some odd pages of a novel I had written several years ago...and then deleted. It took about a month to write that much, in between working and sleeping. I re-wrote quite a bit, too. I had shared it with a few people, and most of them were very supportive, giving honest opinions and new perspective. Most agreed it was an interesting story line, but needed polishing.
My sister said it sounded like a little girl whining about life. And that's when I trashed the whole thing.
What I was thinking today...I think I'm sad for that girl I was, that one harsh criticism broke me like that. That I let a few words get to me so much that I just threw out a month's worth of blood, sweat, and tears.
The story itself...honestly, it wasn't great. It really was more like a journal than anything else. In the end, I think it was a good way to get some things off my chest, to...extract some of the poison, I guess...but it's better that I stopped writing it. I just wish I had quit on my own terms, because I realized it wasn't a good thing, rather than because one person thought it was no good.
Some day I'll try again.
My sister said it sounded like a little girl whining about life. And that's when I trashed the whole thing.
What I was thinking today...I think I'm sad for that girl I was, that one harsh criticism broke me like that. That I let a few words get to me so much that I just threw out a month's worth of blood, sweat, and tears.
The story itself...honestly, it wasn't great. It really was more like a journal than anything else. In the end, I think it was a good way to get some things off my chest, to...extract some of the poison, I guess...but it's better that I stopped writing it. I just wish I had quit on my own terms, because I realized it wasn't a good thing, rather than because one person thought it was no good.
Some day I'll try again.
M
Aw I'm sorry! I think I know how you feel.
A couple of years ago I wrote a poem about my college experience as an honors student. Well, I shared it with a friend and she told me she didn't think it was written by an honors student and laughed about it. Of course I went home and deleted it asap. Now I regret it because it was a part of me and I personally liked it. It was dumb of me to delete it just because someone else didn't feel the same way.
I guess we just need to learn that not everyone will appreciate the things we appreciate or like about ourselves.
I will tell you that months later I wrote an even better poem about the Lord and Christmas and I gotta say, I love it! No one has said anything negative about it yet, but when they do, I know I won't toss it this time.
A couple of years ago I wrote a poem about my college experience as an honors student. Well, I shared it with a friend and she told me she didn't think it was written by an honors student and laughed about it. Of course I went home and deleted it asap. Now I regret it because it was a part of me and I personally liked it. It was dumb of me to delete it just because someone else didn't feel the same way.
I guess we just need to learn that not everyone will appreciate the things we appreciate or like about ourselves.
I will tell you that months later I wrote an even better poem about the Lord and Christmas and I gotta say, I love it! No one has said anything negative about it yet, but when they do, I know I won't toss it this time.
This image makes me very angry.
