I have a narcissitic mother. Maybe it goes without saying, but I grew up in a emotionally abusive home. My father is her enabler, but this isn't about my dad.
For as long as my brother and I lived at home, we were always reminded to make Mother's Day really special for mom. (Mom didn't put the same pressure on us for Father's Day, consequently, but we did it anyway.) We had to buy her a card, WELL in advance of the actual day - and if we could do it even prior to the week before the actual day, that was even better! We were scolded for waiting too late (as in, a day or two before).
We were to buy her presents and either taker her out to eat or plan a meal at home which we then prepared and cleaned up. We did whatever mom wanted on her special day. It's every mother's dream, right?
Well, fast forward many years and my brother and I got married a year apart - me at age 24 in 2009, and him at age 22 in 2010. I became a stepmom when I got married, but since my stepson always spends Mother's Day with his mom (as he should) - I didn't have any kids to celebrate with on Mother's Day, and truthfully (hurtfully) was overlooked for the first couple of years. That aside, my brother and I continued to take mom out on Mother's Day and my husband and I also made time for his mom sometime over the weekend.
Last year, after struggling for 3 years to get pregnant, I had my daughter in February. That was a nightmare on the family front - my family of origin - but that's another story entirely. The point is, my daughter was very very young for my first Mother's Day and I was recovering from a C-section. I don't remember what we did, but I remember having bitter feelings towards my mom and having a hard time even picking out a card or wanting to!
Fast forward to this year. My daughter is 15 months old now. My husband and I had a talk the other day about how things have changed and this is as much my day as my mother's. So instead of splitting the day into thirds and not really getting to do anything I want to do - we decided we'd do our own family thing, and maybe stop by our parents' houses to drop of gifts and say hey.
My brother and my mom planned a lunch outing at noon at her favorite restaurant and told me the details, which doesn't work for me. It's my day too and I can't afford to go out to eat 3 times in one day or even one weekend. So I told mom with it being Mother's Day, we had plans for me too and wanted to stop by the house to visit for a bit sometime during the day.
Her reply after a LONG break in what had been a flowing texting conversation "Do what you need to do text me before you come to see if I'm home"
Do what you need to do is her go to phrase for - "I'm offended and don't like your decision, but whatever"
I'm just upset and irritated that unless it's HER way, it's no way at all. It's my day too - why does she have to treat me like I'm inferior or less entitled to a Mother's Day than she is?
My PTSD is highly triggered today and now I can't even stand to think about bringing her a gift and a lovey card. It's all a lie.
For as long as my brother and I lived at home, we were always reminded to make Mother's Day really special for mom. (Mom didn't put the same pressure on us for Father's Day, consequently, but we did it anyway.) We had to buy her a card, WELL in advance of the actual day - and if we could do it even prior to the week before the actual day, that was even better! We were scolded for waiting too late (as in, a day or two before).
We were to buy her presents and either taker her out to eat or plan a meal at home which we then prepared and cleaned up. We did whatever mom wanted on her special day. It's every mother's dream, right?
Well, fast forward many years and my brother and I got married a year apart - me at age 24 in 2009, and him at age 22 in 2010. I became a stepmom when I got married, but since my stepson always spends Mother's Day with his mom (as he should) - I didn't have any kids to celebrate with on Mother's Day, and truthfully (hurtfully) was overlooked for the first couple of years. That aside, my brother and I continued to take mom out on Mother's Day and my husband and I also made time for his mom sometime over the weekend.
Last year, after struggling for 3 years to get pregnant, I had my daughter in February. That was a nightmare on the family front - my family of origin - but that's another story entirely. The point is, my daughter was very very young for my first Mother's Day and I was recovering from a C-section. I don't remember what we did, but I remember having bitter feelings towards my mom and having a hard time even picking out a card or wanting to!
Fast forward to this year. My daughter is 15 months old now. My husband and I had a talk the other day about how things have changed and this is as much my day as my mother's. So instead of splitting the day into thirds and not really getting to do anything I want to do - we decided we'd do our own family thing, and maybe stop by our parents' houses to drop of gifts and say hey.
My brother and my mom planned a lunch outing at noon at her favorite restaurant and told me the details, which doesn't work for me. It's my day too and I can't afford to go out to eat 3 times in one day or even one weekend. So I told mom with it being Mother's Day, we had plans for me too and wanted to stop by the house to visit for a bit sometime during the day.
Her reply after a LONG break in what had been a flowing texting conversation "Do what you need to do text me before you come to see if I'm home"
Do what you need to do is her go to phrase for - "I'm offended and don't like your decision, but whatever"
I'm just upset and irritated that unless it's HER way, it's no way at all. It's my day too - why does she have to treat me like I'm inferior or less entitled to a Mother's Day than she is?
My PTSD is highly triggered today and now I can't even stand to think about bringing her a gift and a lovey card. It's all a lie.