Sometimes, I just don’t know whether my mother-in-law says things for the sake of saying them, or she is genuinely surprised by aspects of parenting which I see as common sense. Continue reading
Now, seriously, you’ve brought up a child. You’ve ‘been there, done that’ in terms of toddlerhood (supposedly). So why why why do you continue to do things which are, lets face it, downright dangerous when you’ve got little people in the house?
I’ve been making a real effort to try and understand my mother-in-law recently. Trying to get to the bottom of why she acts in certain ways. We’ll analyse that another day. In the meantime, here’s another anecdote from my life-with-new-grandparents stories.
Regular readers will know that my mother-in-law is fond of making me feel inadequate by questioning everything I do. I get the impression that she thinks I’m too rigid and strict. Continue reading
Thirteen weeks in and I’m still continuing the Ten Thoughts Tuesday challenge…
1. This week, I am feeling sad.
2. Mainly because I feel like some of my ‘old’ family – parents and siblings – do not love my children ‘enough’.
3. We live far away from them, and all but two members seem reluctant to make trips to visit.
Once upon a time there were two bears: Daddy Bear and Mama Bear. They lived in little house that was not near any woods.
Mama Bear was pregnant with BabyBear 1 and BabyBear 2. The time came for Mama Bear to go to the hospital to give birth. Daddy Bear accompanied Mama Bear and stayed at the hospital with her.
While Mama Bear was in hospital Goldilocks did not appear, but Mother-in-Law Bear and Father-in-Law Bear came to the little house.
There was no porridge to eat, but there were beds to sleep in.
Being modern-day bears, Daddy Bear and Mama Bear shared one bed. It was a little bit firm and a little bit soft. In fact, as the BabyBears were to sleep in their own cots, it was just right.
(There was also a guest bed but Grandma Bear was already installed in it.)
So, just as Goldilocks had once upon a time sampled the Bears’ porridge and beds without so much as a thought, so this time did Mother-in-Law Bear decree that she would sleep in Daddy and Mama Bears’ bed. After all, it wasn’t bring used at that moment and was just right.
(Father-in-Law Bear was relegated to the sofa.)
And just like Goldilocks, Mother-in-Law Bear did not ask permission, or think that poor Mama Bear might want her bed nice and clean when she returned to the little house with the newborn BabyBears.
‘Someone’s been sleeping in my bed’ did not adequately express Mama Bear’s feelings upon finding that her bed had been used, without permission, by someone else, at a particularly vulnerable time.
Another Tuesday and another Ten Thoughts Tuesday post!
Here are this week’s musings:
1. A friend of mine told me today that she is ‘cautiously pregnant’ with twins.
2. Basically she’s in massive denial.
3. I can relate – I reckon it took me about 15 weeks to get my head around being pregnant with twins.
4. But, just like all the other twin mummies that I couldn’t understand while I was pregnant, now I love having twins….
5. ….and I genuinely mean that (at one point I never thought I would).
The last Tuesday of January dawns and with it another Ten Thoughts Tuesday post.
Here are this week’s musings:
1. This week has been all about starting a diet.
2. I’ve come to realize that I need to reign in my portion sizes that have been getting out of control, and stop eating ‘pre-emptively’.
3. I can’t say I’m happy about it though.
4. Children’s exposure to media has also been occupying my thoughts this week – something bothers me about a 7-year-old singing some of those pop songs out there.
5. But then I’ve always been one to focus on the lyrics. Continue reading
My mother-in-law came to visit the other day. Regular readers will know that she can’t help but interfere. Probably with the best of intentions, but still.
In this instance what attracted her criticism was the BabyBoy and BabyGirl did not seem to like the quiche I’d made for their lunch. I wasn’t concerned – they were eating other things – and we have been doing baby-led weaning so I’m keen to let them choose foods.
Nothing would do but for mother-in-law to make another dish for BabyBoy and BabyGirl. It most certainly was not necessary and I didn’t want her to but I decided to be polite and let her get on with it. Whatever.
Now my mother-in-law cannot speak much English. I also know that her views on child-rearing are different from ours. So I asked Multidaddy to remind her not to put salt in the food. Continue reading
Regular readers of this blog will know that my mother-in-law and I have our differences. However, this post isn’t one of my usual vents, but more of a musing.
Before I had children, I had an idealistic view of how the grandparents would be involved. Having lived overseas from my own grandparents, I hoped for a more ‘normal’ life for my own children – when the grandparents would be near enough to swing by, give me a hand with the children, take them out for special bonding time etc.
Well, life hasn’t worked out like that. I’m now overseas from my own parents. Multidaddy’s parents don’t see eye to eye with us on child-rearing. I’m nervous and on edge when they’re around.
But most of all I’m disappointed.
I might be being mean here, but it annoys the heck out of me when the grandparents swan in and think their only job is to be entertained by BabyBoy and BabyGirl. Fine, do come and visit, but don’t leave me to clean up the dinner table while you do a runner with a baby to the nursery.
Nothing in life is free. If you come over, expect to at least offer to give me a hand. I’ll probably be polite and refuse, encouraging you to go play with the kids, but offering will stand you in good stead in getting time with my children.