I am a day away from having a c-section and I am going absolutely crazy! Just to give a little background on the situation. I was diagnosed with preeclampsia, got put on bed rest, and found out in one of my prenatal visits that Im GBS+. In the midst of all this lovely news I find out that my landlord was in the final throws of foreclosure which meant we had to move out quick! (This is not exactly what I wanted to be doing while 39 weeks pregnant!!) Now… My mom has been eager to come and help me with all thats been going on. We don’t see each other very often since we live about 3 hrs from each other, but on the phone things have always been pleasant. I’ve been warned and aware of her controlling / passive aggressive behavior in the past by siblings & their significant others, but I paid no mind. I figured that her intentions were good and thats all that mattered. Now that she is here I see what my brother was talking about… As I mentioned, I am on medical bed rest and at this point about to be 40 weeks pregnant. Now, since her purpose for staying here for a while was to HELP, I expected her to help me with driving to the store for me, packing small items so I wouldn’t have to bend, stand, etc.. The entire time all she did was stay in the kitchen. She loves to cook, but when it got to the point of it being ALL DAY, I felt that it was too much. I also found her cleaning things that were unnecessary at the time (since we had to move in a week) She would clean things about five times!! She was moving all my things around and not help me pack. Then, she asks me if John (my boyfriend) is going to drive her back and forth from the hospital when I am admitted. She is fully capable of driving, but now she is rendering herself powerless!! So now I feel like I have to cater to her. She cannot go to the store or post office by herself because “she will get lost” and “does not know how to follow directions”. SO, I drive and have to tow her along with me (not what I had in mind, since…Im supposed to be on BED REST and keep my BP from skyrocketing!!) She has however taken the liberty on telling me what to eat and what not to eat, criticizing my boyfriend for everything he does, even picking out my baby’s coming home outfit! She got into it with my boyfriend because he and I had a small argument with all the stress, and she interfered. She even went as far as to say to him that this is her house!! Now when she does help out, (for example: laundry, dishes & cooking) she immediately throws it back in our face and uses it as a reason to control and butt in where she is not welcome. The day our friends came by to help my boyfriend move, she would not stay out of the way. I had already made it clear to her the way I wanted things and how I wanted. All she could do was mope and have an attitude about it and say I was treating her badly after all she has done for me. My dad was around to witness this and she even made indirect remarks about me not being even a hair as good as her, etc, etc.. This worked in my favor since she’s lied to my dad all week about how we’ve been treating her. So now at this point I am taking her insults and cheap shots too, only because I assert myself in having my home organized the way I want it.
Now in our new place and a day away from delivery, she is still trying to reorganize my things, Im STILL having to move things several times back to the way it was, I have to hear the sink running at 11 o’clock at night for no reason, and I STILL have to be behind the steering wheel because “Her Majesty” refuses to drive.
Once the baby is here Im afraid of what to expect. She is known for snatching babies from your arms (this is coming from my sister in law AND my brother) and I fear that I will let out the worst tongue lashing in the world, in which I know I’ll regret. Im also afraid that IF I do have postpartum depression, she will make it worse. I’ve had severe vomiting everyday ever since she got here and have had to take my BP meds alot more. I hope there is a solution to this situation. Any feedback would be most appreciated.

I’m 37w6d pregnant, and I’m just fed up. I have the most horrible ob/gyn clinic, where I don’t even have a “personal dr”. I have a nurse practitioner that does everything when I come in.. And the nurse is different every time I go. They’re saying I need to go to diabetic dieting classes at the clinic, yet no one’s said a single thing about me being diabetic. I have the worst pre-natal care imaginable. And EVERY single time I’ve been I’ve waited a good 20+ minutes in the waiting room past my appointment time. And I can’t even go in every week since they’re so booked. What the hell? Don’t I deserve to get my prenatal care every week??? I can’t change clinics either because I have Medicaid.. I have depression and I’m irritable, and all of this plus horrible pregnancy discomforts (hip pain, 2-4 hours of sleep a night, etc.) Is making me feel completely unwanted and empty.. I’m so miserable I’ve hardly been out of bed for 2 days.. I just want this baby out and to stop going to that crap clinic.. This turned into more of a rant, but whatever.
Thanks everyone. A ton x
I feel muchh better now, but still crappy at the same time. And yeah, there’s just about no clinics here that take medicaid. It’s awful.. Big city = money hungry
Northwood, or whatever.. What on Earth are you on about?.. Really… No, I’m not on Welfare? I hardly even know what it is. Booze? Drugs? I’m not even legal to buy cigarettes for myself. Let alone do I smoke or drink-or even WANT to. I never said I did not want my child, because I do. I’m married, believe it or not. And the baby’s father will be around. And no, my SYMPTOMS point to DEPRESSION. Do you know what that is? Go get some common sense please….