One Mom at a Time

Eric’s mother hates me. She hates everyone, so it’s not a big insult, it’s just not something I’m used to. I generally get along with moms pretty well, and have never been disliked by any friends or boyfriends families. Eric’s mother, however, is a whole other story. In the past two years, and 5 times I have seen her, these are a few of my favorite gems of joy that have come out of her mouth about me.

• “You may want to air yourself out on the way to the concert. Some singers have allergies to such strong perfumes.”
• (To Eric’s dad, screaming in the most hateful tone I’ve ever heard) “And that girlfriend of his…SHE’S FAT! And he’s just making her fatter by feeding her all that junk!”
• (In response to my hearing her) “You don’t understand, I was having a bad day. Besides, I’m worried about your health. I had a bad day, better out than in!”
• “I guess I’m not going to see Jessica again until I get therapy and am perfect.”
• (To Eric, regarding our house - I’m paraphrasing here, because I’m not entirely sure exactly what was said) “I spoke to a lawyer friend about what your options would be if you and Jessica split up. He can talk to you about them when he drops by tomorrow.”

She’s also convinced Eric has suddenly taken up smoking weed . WEED! The man who gets angry about people smoking outside of a door because he’s afraid it might give him lung cancer. She suddenly thinks this when he’s dating me. Coincidence?

Needless to say, at this point, I’m seriously considering not allowing her to come within 100 feet of this child. She’s already not allowed to come near my family because I’m afraid I’d deck her if she said anything even remotely snide to my loved ones.

It’s a little sad, but because of her, I’ve decided not to have a wedding when Eric and I get married. I don’t want to deal with her response when she is not (and she really would not be, under any circumstances) invited, and I don’t want to give her any more leverage to keep Eric’s dad away from him. My parents got married at a courthouse, I guess I can, too.

A whole other issue is dealing with his father, who is a wonderful man. He’s so sweet and kind. He’s got a good heart. His mom, however, rules the roost and I’m not sure how I can have my child enjoy a lot of time with his grandfather (which would be nothing but really good), and stay miles away from Eric’s mother at the same time. Despite how she feels about me, she’s far from a child friendly person. Her reactions and responses to things are so scary, I can’t imagine subjecting a baby to these things. Then, as the baby grows, I can’t imagine what she’ll say to it if it’s overweight, or if she’s unhappy with me that day. Not to mention the energy surrounding her. You can feel it from a mile away, even if you’re not a new age hippy freak like me.

I feel like I’d be a shitty mom to let my child be around that, and that sucks.

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