Had an unexpected call from my mum this morning which has put me on edge - I think because it’s very reminiscent of her behaviour 7-8 years ago when I finished university and moved to DH’s hometown (she totally flipped and bombarded me with calls, messages, emails, and then when that didn’t work, produced her MS diagnosis as a way to bring me back in, plus crying all over me, begging me to tell her I loved her, after which she looked me right in the face and said ‘I know you hate me’).
She called today out of the blue - she never phones me, and I prefer it that way. She asked so many seemingly innocuous questions but she sounded increasingly frantic as the call went on. She was also surprised at every answer I gave. What have you been doing this week? Working - oh! What are you going to Tesco for? …the weekly shop? Oh! All culminating in a very frantic-sounding love you!! at the end when I was hanging up.
It was so strange - that she’d phone me out of the blue, having only seen me on Sunday, plus her reaction to absolutely every answer I gave to her questions. I’ve spent a perfectly normal week doing perfectly normal things, so I’m not sure why it warrants such surprise?
I’m worried that this is the start of her erratic behaviour when I’m supposed to drop everything and run to her and declare my undying love, despite 30 years of atrocious behaviour from her. She has never been there for us or been a kind, listening ear - she refused to speak to me when I was struggling at uni abroad unless I could put a good face on it and not look upset. Every ‘big’ feeling we had as children was either met with her rage or her silent treatment (sometimes for days). My earliest memory of her is her ignoring me while I sat on the stairs and cried through the bannisters ‘mummy mummy mummy’ until I felt physically sick, I was probably about 4 years old.
I think she must see that we’re not close (it’s pretty obvious) and suddenly decide she wants to get back in before the baby is born. Unfortunately, that ship sailed long ago and the more I think about her behaviour now and in the past, the less I want her near my DC.
If she blows up this time like she did 8 or so years ago, this time I will be stronger and not tolerate her drama - I have no desire to have that kind of nonsense around me during pregnancy or around my baby when he or she is here. Ugh. Sorry for the huge post!