I have to vent. I'm sorry that this blog has just turned into me bitching all the time. I promise I will try to get back to the crazy soon. There is just so much going on that is pissing me off lately and I have no other outlet for my rage. So again I'm sorry.
Last night my husband was talking to his mother on the phone and after he hung up he said
"Did you know what grandma's name was?"
I knew EXACTLY where this bullshit was going because his mother pulled this when I was pregnant with Paddycake.
"Yes", I reply coolly.
"Well mom was just saying how people are using the old fashioned names now." he said.
"Well she needn't worry because I am the one who is suffering with this pregnancy and I will name this child what ever the he&% I want to and NO ONE gets any input. So get it out of your head."
Two days later and I am still fuming over it!
You see if she had ever treated me with an ounce of niceness, I wouldn't be so p.o.'d.
The hubris that she can presume after all these years of snotty comments and general passive-aggressive garbage, to tell me what to name my child enrages me!
Being a Christian I have bent over backwards with these people. I have turned the other cheek so many times that I am out of cheeks to turn. I usually ignore 90% of her crap, but this really galls me. Those links don't even scratch the surface of the garbage I have put up with from the people and usually I just let it go because it's not worth getting upset over.
You know in all actuality the name isn't that bad, I just already have other names picked out. If I was Michelle Dugger and going to have a dozen more the name might even be a contender, but this it, I'm getting my tubes tied because I have just been too sick this time around and I CAN NOT go through this again. God forgive me.


3 comments:
It'll be O'tay...It's your baby
Amen, sista. Because after all, we all know you're naming her Heather after ME!!!! Well, and you too, of course. ;) Love ya!
Hey Heather!
Thanks for ALL of your encouragement over the last few months. It means the world to me!
Even though you and I have different political views :-) , we have the same religious views: Christian. And I know what you mean about your cheeks getting sore from turning them. I don't think Christ meant for us to be doormats but rather to give someone a second chance while we let our anger cool. Sounds like you've given the MIL many, many second chances!
My MIL tried to pull that same lame stunt, wanting my son to be called Paul Daniel III. I hated that idea, because my hubby was called Paul and his dad was called Dan. Hubby wouldn't hear of a "Danny" and didn't want his son to be called Little Paul or Tres or any such nonsense. I compromised a little. Since the family name that had been around for generations was "Paul", we settled on "Sean Paul", which, as it turns out, is now very trendy!
Peace and good luck picking a name for that impending baby!
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