Since having my Dd, 7, it’s made me think a lot about my childhood and how mum in particular was/is. There are many things, but some of the most recent were when I was pregnant and with newborn Dd
I struggled for years to get pregnant, many operations and ivf, as a result of this and being a bit older, I was a bag of nerves, but v happy it had finally happened
I remember when my parents came to stay with us (6 months pregnant at this point) and my mum constantly talking about problems my dad had (he had bad mental health issues at the time) She kept telling me so many things, i’m a real worrier and as selfish as it sounds I just didn’t/couldn’t hear it. At this point, I had G diabetes and almost constant hospital appointments and scans due to being high risk.
When Dd was born, they came to stay shortly afterwards and I was happy but exhausted and trying to get to grips with new motherhood etc. Walks pushing Dd in the pram involved mum talking about dad and his problems again and his mental health and suicidal thoughts, it just made me so anxious and worried about him.
I probably sound really selfish, my mum has no friends as she often says, which makes me feel really sad for her, but I have told her it’s really hard, but you have to make the effort somehow
Am I a selfish Dd or was my mum in the wrong?