I’ve posted before about my somewhat fragile relationship with my mum, but even though this happened a few weeks ago it’s really stayed with me, and I’m not really sure how to deal with it.
I gave birth to my second baby boy about a month ago - I already had DS1 who turned 2 just over a before that. It was a very quick labour- DS2 came out in a hurry and was born in triage in the middle of the night with no pain relief whatsoever, I had a 2nd degree tear requiring stitches, then we were turfed out and back home less than 8 hours later- so I was already feeling a bit chewed up and spat out on top of all the other physical and emotional things a new mum feels.
My PILs came and picked DS1 up when I was in labour and he stayed with them another 2 nights afterwards so DH and I could get settled with DS2 and try and rest and get our breath back a bit. When I sent my Mum a message telling her we were back home from the hospital, she asked if DS1 had seen the baby yet and whether my PILs would be there- I said they’d taken him back to theirs, and she asked if DH was going to get him. I told her he was staying with them til the next day (which was a lie as he was staying with them two days, but I didn’t have it in me to deal with her jealousy that it was them looking after DS1 and not her) and she responded with “Oh no 🥺I wanted him to be home today. I can still remember getting home after staying at my aunts for a week, and thinking ‘that’s what they were doing, buying a new baby 🥺😢 xxxx”
Honestly reading that message felt like a punch in the stomach. I just replied “Thanks Mum!” to which she answered “OfGs!!!”. I then spent the next hour in tears feeling like the worst mum in the world for sending DS1 away while I gave birth, and worrying that he was going to think we’d replaced him.
Fast forward two weeks and we’ve gone to my Aunt’s on Boxing Day, where my Mum also was for Christmas. When we arrived she was still upstairs getting dressed etc (this is at half 1 in the afternoon) so I took the baby up to her so that she could meet him while everyone else was fussing over DS1.
In less than 5 minutes she made the comment “you’ve still got a bit of a tummy, then!” and rubbed my stomach - I’d given birth two fucking weeks earlier! As it is I was already back in my size 8-10 clothes but yes my little wobbly tum hadn’t quite disappeared. I glossed over it and didn’t really say anything.
A little while later I took DS1 up to her- he’s been (understandably) quite clingy so I was holding him while we were talking, and she remarked on how heavy he’s getting and said “is that why you’re keeping this?” and rubbed my tummy again… I made some quip about it being a shelf for him to sit on and changed the subject.
Later on, we’re all doing the present opening thing- my aunt and uncle have given me and DH a popcorn machine. I showed it to my mum and she said “oh no, now you’ll never get rid of this!” and yet again gave my tummy a rub. I was quite pissed off by this point and asked if anyone else heard what she said, and she got all defensive in an oh for gods sake/don’t be so sensitive/you know I don’t mean it/I’m only joking sort of way (I’m paraphrasing, but it was words to that effect).
The irony here is that she has been overweight/occasionally obese my entire life and has developed type 2 diabetes (which she largely ignores) so she’s not exactly physical perfection herself, and it felt like she was almost gleeful that she was able to point out my flaws.
On top of this, she kept making comments about how sorry she feels for DS1, now that we have another baby and he doesn’t have us all to himself anymore, and how heartbroken she was when her parents had her little sister.
I usually try and brush this type of thing off as she has form for spouting crap that makes me feel like shit, but I just keep dwelling on it this time. I’ve been weighing myself more than usual and getting down about the mess my body is in, I keep crying over how guilty I feel that we’ve turned DS1’s world upside down (DS2 hasn’t been the easiest baby) and I keep hearing her shitty comments in my head. It was 2 weeks ago now so there’s no point talking to her about it.