Just had a massive fight with Mum. I'm expecting twins and spending a couple of weeks at her house, which was always going to be difficult as she is quite tricky to deal with (bossy, always asks closed questions, makes a lot of 'you should' statements - the usual slightly controlling mother stuff). I live abroad normally.
We were always going to find out the sex, but not tell anyone. Mum hasn't stopped going on about this, to anyone who'll listen, including my in-laws who otherwise would have been none-the-wiser that we were going to find out the sexes. I said to her yesterday, when she kept going on and on about it, that I was really sorry we weren't telling her, but she said 'Oh just ignore me, you know I'm only joking'.
We went together for a private scan yesterday so she could see the babies. I wasn't planning on finding out the sex until I am back home with my husband next week - however the sonographrer wrote the sex down and sealed it an envelope for me :)
In a private skype conversation with my husband last night, we decided to open the envelope :)
Mum knows we did it because she asked me outright this morning and I didn't want to lie to her. Obviously I didn't let on about the sexes though.
Anyway fast forward 5 hours and my Dad rings the house phone (him and Mum are separated with a really unhealthy 'friendship' going on).
Mum tells him that we had a scan yesterday and 'know the sex but aren't telling anyone'.
Before she handed the phone over to me, I had a slight go at her asking her to please stop telling people that we know the sex.
Dad, of course, was saying 'I hear you know the sex now and you're not telling' AAAAARRRRGH!
Anyway, so after I got off the phone, mum is all uppity and tells me she can people what she damn well likes. I said 'No actually you can't, it's our decision who we tell what to, it's private and it's making things harder by letting on to people that we know the sex but aren't telling.'
It all escalated from there (me trying and failing to set boundaries) and her having a massive strop and saying she can't take any more of my whinging at her for being a crap mother, storming upstairs and slamming the door,
I don't know what to do now, I'm downstairs and she is upstairs and it's a very small house and I'm here for 3 more days.
Admittedly, I have been a bit of a pain to her these past couple of weeks - she gets my defences up due to the constant bossiness, closed questions and assumptions she makes and she is waiting on me hand and foot in a way I find quite oppressive.
Any ideas on how to move on? We are both crap at confrontation which doesn't help....