I waited until I was four months pregnant before telling my mother I was going to have a baby. I am a late mother as I didn’t find the right man until my late thirties and then I had various fertility issues. My husband and I are thrilled and you might think my mother would be too as, if all goes well, the baby will be her first grandchild.
But no. She has behaved as she has always done by immediately finding a way of criticising me about something that hasn’t yet happened. She said she pitied the baby having me for a mother as he/she would have a problem getting fed because I didn’t like getting out of bed in the morning. She added for good measure that she never saw me as a mother as I was part of the ‘me’ generation who only thought about myself.
I was so shocked and couldn’t stand up for myself. I am very emotional about the whole experience and I spent the rest of the day in tears.
My husband did what he could to reassure me and suggested I stay away from her for the rest of the pregnancy and not risk her being nasty again.
Frankly I don’t know what to think.