I haven't posted in aibu because I know I'm being unreasonable but just looking for a bit of solidarity and/or a gentle nagging because I know I need it.
I'm heavily pregnant with dc2 and suffering from various very uncomfortable ailments - PGP and recurring infections and some others. Medical team are aware and treating me but that's the context why I'm SO irritable.
My mum lives abroad (long haul flight) so she only comes once or twice a year, and for long visits like 6w at a time staying in an airbnb nearby. She's arriving tomorrow for a month long visit. I'm dreading it.
My mum has the most frantic energy. Everything she says has an exclamation mark at the end. She over-apologises and justifies everything. She's extremely needy and struggles to find her way around when she visits the UK but then is profusely apologetic and pathetically grateful and so I have to reassure her it's fine - let's say she needs to go to the post office but I'm at work, I'll have to tell her very specifically go to bus stop A, take bus X towards Y, get off at stop Z. I don't mind doing this but it'll be punctuated by an endless stream of apologetic interruptions in a rising pitch of frantic "Thank you so much you know what I'm like haha!! Directionally challenged as they say!! I'm so sorry it must be such a burden you must be regretting inviting me!!! Maybe I can buy you something from the shop while I'm there??!!!" I'm like it's ok, could you pick up some sliced bread. I'll then get a call or texts "is that white bread or brown bread?!! I know you don't like xyz!! but shall I get abc?! and is that OK! and I'm so so sorry!! you must be busy at work!!"
Just needing constant reassurance that no I'm not annoyed (I am), fishing for thanks, etc.
Another thing - if I ever complain that I'm in pain or something is wrong, the hypochondria is next level. If I were to say I had a headache "oh no that sounds serious do you need to call an ambulance?! Is it because of xyz?! Should you be drinking tea maybe the caffeine will make it worse or maybe it's abc, i read that headaches could be a sign of xyz" [she doesn't take a breath and the frantic pitch gradually rises]. I don't need all that, I just need "oh dear poor mummy89, can I make you a cuppa?"
God forbid I tell her if the baby kicks particularly hard, sometimes I wince involuntarily when that happens - she'll insist I'm going into labour and need to go into urgent care etc etc.
She'll want to babysit dd so dh and I can have a date (we so rarely get to) but she'll need the most specific instructions otherwise she'll be bothering us during our date "you said dd likes cheese but how much is a good amount?! Grated or sliced?!"
It's not her age, she's been like this my whole life, made worse by my sister's severe health problems that she struggled to deal with. I chose to go to boarding school to get a bit of normality- that's how the uk became my home. So we aren't close.
She hasn't been here for a whole year and dd is looking forward to seeing her. I just feel like an ungrateful cow for dreading her visit.
I'm an ungrateful cow, aren't I?