So, yesterday we headed to my mom and dad's for Easter dinner. My parents are great, and I have no issues with them, but I do have issues with my crazy Aunt and my sister. Now, we get there and crazy Aunt is saying "don't come near me, I have bronchitis". I am not in the door five minutes and already I want to leave.....if you are that sick and believe me SHE WAS, then why on why would you come around a pregnant woman (me) a two and a half year old (my DD) and the rest of us?? When my sister got there, I tried to confide in her, to which she told me "you can't live in a bubble", and that pissed me off big time. Easy for her to say as her son is now almost 10 and she's not pregnant and she doesn't work. I got sick a month ago, and it was misery, I was lugging myself to the office, dying at night, and everyone got it and the husband wound up with pnemonia!
So, I went about the day, and then crazy Aunt was complaining that my sister and I weren't helping with the dishes/clean up , etc. Well for one, I wasn't going near her so she shouldn't have been in the kitchen and two, my sister NEVER HELPS, she just sits on her lazy butt the entire time and always has an "excuse" as to why she can't help. Hell, later on I asked her if she would get me some water and she told me "wait"........I don't know why, so her son, my nephew went and got it for me. THEN......I was doing dishes after my mom made my aunt sit down, as she looked as if she was going to PASS OUT SHE WAS SO SICK and I cornered my mom asking why she didn't give me the option to stay home, she said she didn't know until crazy Aunt showed up.....and anyway, I go check on Meg and she's got my nephews MARKERS, not washable ones mind you, and they are all over her hands and I am freaked that she's going to get it on her WHITE DRESS that she needs to wear again. So, I go over and say let's do crayons instead and take them from her. My sister then turns around and says to me "you really need to relax" and I said "no, she needs to wear t hat dress again and I don't want her runining it.........so she makes another snide remark and then I LOSE IT AND YELL........"DON'T TELL ME TO RELAX AGAIN THAT IS THE SECOND TIME AND IF YOU DO IT AGAIN i WILL SLAP YOU"........
Again, not my proudest moment, but I was hormonal and just annoyed from the second I walked into the germ house. Plus, no one ever asks me "how do you feel?" or "do you have any names picked out?" nothing. There is no baby talk there is no pregnancy talk there is no mention at all that I am expecting in three months. I just hate it. I feel like everytime I go there, I am going into battle. I am so glad the holidays are OVER until Thanksgiving. I am not going there, I'll see my parents at my house and I dont have to invite crazy aunt or the sister.......which btw...the sister seems to forget how anal she was when her son was first born. UGH.
AND everyone around me seems to be all happy happy around the holidays. Even the husband said "at least with my family, it's more fun and never confrontational".
Please tell me you can relate.
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