Hi everyone, haven't posted yet on this thread (I think!) but am feeling the need for some reassurance that what is going on is still crap, iyswim. My mother is revealing her inner toxic bitch quite a lot recently. It's really getting me down though I am fighting to keep the confidence I somehow gained when we moved further away the other week.
She didn't want us to move - background is her having 'rescue' fantasies about ds1, wanting to be his saviour from a bad, unloving mother (like hers was) although she admits this occasionally and also that I do not fit this persona. (Thank God!)
We moved about 2 miles away at the beginning of July. It's a bigger place with a huge garden in a nice street. It's not one minutes' walk from her, is the major problem here. This has been coming out in various ways. First the objections based on our 'shared' car which her and Dad very kindly bought to enable me to get ds1 to school last autumn - I told them at the time I hadn't decided if we would stick with school or HE, but this was dismissed with a 'Oh the car'll be useful anyway, don't worry' and we have also deregistered lately after a year of reception, which didn't go down too well
Then she started coming out with all sorts of snidey little remarks towards me in front of Ds. I pulled her up on this. Then she and Dad offered to help move stuff from our old place - which they did but then she burst into tears saying 'I can't stand it, there's so much stuff, it isn't normal' well, yes, we did have a lot of stuff, probably rather more cluttered than some people, but not three thousand back copies of Picture Post or anything. And surprisingly enough after four or five car loads of stuff have now gone to the tip or been given away, our flat is lovely and spacious. (she says so too - we had no attic before so of course the old cot etc got under our feet till next baby arrived!)
Anyway I digress. She is just totally intent on finding ways to make me feel utterly awful. Which is odd as I suddenly have felt filled with bursting confidence and as though I am finally allowed to assume my role as a mother, I am even folding the laundry (this never happened down the road from her - I couldn't, she didn't want me to be a grown up - does that make sense?) Also I felt so angry with her when we were there that I kind of rebelled and it was always a tip.
She had to be the lead parent, in every sense - taking ds1 to her house, doing secret naughty things mummy would never allow, the usual stuff. Making me feel like uber-shit mother. So I gave up and was that shit mother. I knew we had to get out,. but was never sure if it was that necessary till we did it and BOY the backlash. Eventually I talked with her about what was going on, and she said that she did feel miserable, wasn't sleeping, couldn't stand the feeling of never having ds on her own territory, I was always there vetoing everything (Yes, I am his mother, it is my house?) and she felt bereaved of her role. She pretty much admitted needing me to be in a role of terrible parent/housewife, so she could feel close to my son. So I took away her power by coping.
This all made me totally more sure than ever that we did the right thing moving away (not far but it makes all the difference!)
But she still wants to visit a few times a week. I don't want this though ds1 misses her. So am trying to decide what to do about that - thinking maybe once a week or if I need her to have the boys for dentist trip or something, then one morning at the weekend with her and dad (less toxic).
Yesterday she decided she wants the car back one day and two nights a week, which means leaving her bike here for two nights when she collects it. This all seems like she's trying to reestablish a physical tie and some control/presence...it was agreed before that we would have the car and I'd pay for stuff like tax, MOT etc. which they were paying (as a bribe? to keep me there - she did admit this too!)
I told her I thought there was more to the car thing and she is discussing it with dad but 1) she NEVER used it when we lived there, so it is all a bit odd (she hates driving) and 2) it means she isn't happy about us having it which makes me feel like I would be happier giving it back full stop - but she wouldn't want it back anyway so it's ridiculous!
I do feel a sense of dependancy on it anyway as I've nobody to help out if one of them is ill or I am (like the other night) so a car is useful to have. Especially as I cn't depend on my parents being nearby now - I think this has a bearing. She wants to take that back so I need her again, and will be punished for moving further away if suddenly we do need her help.
Sorry for this long ramble - please do ignore, I just needed to get it all down somewhere before I went completely mad.
Thanks if you have read it, I have read a few of everyone's posts, sounds like some similarities with all this.
Phew, feel better now!