Because to hear my mother talk, you'd think SS involvement was merely a scraped knee away. I have a stinking cold, a black and blue leg and arm from where I fell over in the sodding dark buggy shed at nursery yesterday evening because some stupid buggers had left their microscooters strewn over the floor DH is on lates so no use, and no I cannot be arsed to limp into town to go food shopping without a car in this freezing weather, so DS's normally healthy balanced diet has been exchanged, for one day, for leftover Christmas chocolate and cupboard food. And yes the TV is on. Shoot me.
AIBU to think instead of coming over uninvited, generally hoiking her bosom and pursing her lips at me, poor-little-thinging at DS and making me feel like the worst mother in history, she could have popped to the shop for some milk and a couple of ready meals? Or failing that, just been nice?!
She's gone now thank fuck but I'm just generally seething. Why are other people's parents lovely and helpful?! And mine, when the mood strikes, is like the unholy lovechild of Hyacinth Bucket and Captain Mainwaring.
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To think a day of too much chocolate, too much pasta and too much Netflix hardly counts as child abuse?!
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CesareBorgiasUnicornMask · 16/01/2016 16:41
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