Thanksgiving seemed to go well, but now . . . .

[Guest guest]

At Thanksgiving, I let my parents know that I was pregnant. (How may of you

just smacked your foreheads and said " D'oh--what was she thinking? " I know,

I know . . . )

Anyway, Nada called me today, ostensibly to ask about my son's birthday party

which is nearly 4 weeks away. She wanted to know all the details, which I don't

have yet, after all, it's just a small family dinner with cake--how complicated

does that have to be? Then she jumped to the real purpose of her call--what

kind of help do I want when the new baby comes?--because she needs to know NOW.

The baby isn't due until this summer.

When my son was born, I let her come down when he was 6 weeks old, not because I

needed help, but because she had been talking my whole pregnancy about how she

wanted to help since no one ever came to help her when her children were born.

When she came I let her mop my floor, and prepare a few meals, but I soon became

uncomfortable with her " help " . She was constantly texting other family members

and I suspected (it was later confirmed) that she was complaining about how I

was treating her--making her work so hard and not entertaining her--the lack of

entertainment angle is really the craziest part of the story, but it would take

forever to explain and this post is already long enough. Suffice it to say, I

do not want her " help " with any future births.

This is just part of the Thanksgiving fall-out. I may or may not share the

other drama, but I had to unload some of it. It really helps to know I'm not

alone in dealing with these kinds of reactions.