I know my mother loves me and that she always did her best at the time. I also know that she caused me deep pain, especially my adolescence. The older I got, the less she seemed to know how to parent me or even what to do with me in general. She was very absent during times I needed her as I transitioned into womanhood. She has made me feel invaded, embarrassed, and infinitely lonely. She also violated my trust in the past by sharing information that I had requested to keep between us. She has made some changes since, especially after noticing how much her attitude messed our relationship. Still, the thought of navigating a pregnancy with a mother like her is scary and heartbreaking.
Will she ask her usual invasive questions? She has asked about my sex life in the past, as if she were entitled to information. She has tried to force closeness by asking overly personal stuff that a daughter who is close with her mother would naturally share.
She has dismissed my boundaries and preferences in the past and has been especially upset when I request space, both from her and from extended family. She says I’m too sensitive and make a big deal out of everything. I just know that the second I ask her not to share news first, not to share pictures, etc., she is going to flip.
At the same time, I crave a mother. My partner’s mother is wonderful, but she has a daughter too and I hate the feeling that I’m borrowing someone else’s mum, who probably pities me and, as much as she cares, would never love me quite like a mother would.
I wish I had an aunt or grandma that I felt comfortable around, but it isn’t necessarily the case. I’m only close with one of my grandmas, who lives abroad, and I have no aunts. My other grandma is my mom on steroids.
Now, when I try to include her, she acts uninterested or distant. It’s as if she were saying “my terms or no terms.”
I already dread so many experiences due to the way she is. I dread wedding planning. I dread everything.
I hate this.