September 20, 2002
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Poop.
(Well poop. I am not 'premium' anymore. I might be again, I don't know. I feel that if I use this place, and take advantage of all the good things it offers - then I should try to support it. But I am broke. So not this month fellas.)
And this is Friday, so it's my writing day. I haven't really got a main 'anything' to write about, but I am trying not to be such a slacker and trying not to blame my complete inertia on a)being pregnant b)having a busy life and c) being sick as a dog.
So let's rant, shall we? THAT I can do.
Dear MotherInLaw,
I don't give a flying fuck if when you were my age, you went out to work to help your husband cos he was so stressed, cos you wanted a fancy house and endless buckets of Elizabeth Arden makeup. Jolly hockey sticks for you. YOUR son (MY husband) believes that the time I spend at home with our child is valuable and believes me when I say that I don't park her on her own in front of the idiot box for 3 hours the way YOU do when YOU watch her. That ain't parenting. Parenting is listening to them, making sure they aren't little horrors in public, getting what they are trying to tell you and finding that last morsel of patience to play Snakes and Ladders with a kid who doesn't understand about the snakes and cries. 'Staying at home' is about getting up at 6am with my husband to iron his shirt and pack his lunch and make sure he doesn't go off to work without seeing why he's working. It's about cooking a hot nutritious dinner when I am so tired I am gagging so that when my hub staggers in after a long day, he knows I give a shit. It's NOT watching the goddam Ricki Lake show and eating take out pizza from a box which is what you are doing every time I bring your grand-daughter around for a visit. Which is every week, please note. So you can gobble and suck on whatever food you have in front of you and tell me stories about how wonderful you and your hub's relationship is. Well yeah. Maybe you might have thought about your kid in between smooches. Cos he sure doesn't feel like he came first with you - always your sainted husband. Always.
And even if I COULD find daycare that didn't cost $60 a day (that's $300 a week doof) and could find a job that justified paying that kind of after tax income, I still wouldn't do it until she is older. OKAY? You had a choice between a nice home and nice things, or your kid. You parked your kid with an almost free babysitter who taught him advertising jingles cos he sat in front of the box so much. Does he read now? NO. Has he got a problematic relationship with you now - YES. I chose the kid. And my husband supports me for it.
So fuck off you bloated old bag of fermenting bile and gas.
Comments (20)
*applause* Didja copy and send it to her? ROFL!
You go girl!!!! Though your mother-in-law does have one redeeming feature.........her son. It always amazes me that people who screw things up think they have the right to tell other people what they should do.
Manda
I think you have chosen the wise way. I don't see how you ladies can create a home from just a house and food. I am glad that I get to go to "work" everyday.
Steve
Damn. You ROCK.
WooHoo!!! Good for you!!!
a-fucking-men sister.
I don't know why you hold back. You need to say what you really think.
That's very...nice. The problem with my parents is that they never let me express my opinion or view. Once they dictate something to me, I never am allowed to air my side of the story; they have no consideration for an adolescent's point of view. Here's some good advice from a kid: Listen to what your children have to say and they will love you for it; or they will at least respect you for it. Good for you. I really like your down-to-earthness.
There's a way to make sure they aren't little horrors in public?? Short of sedation, I mean.
Hurrah!! *applauds* rant away about those who just don't get the reality of life *huggles*
rrrrrrarrr! you tell her!
You are right to stay home right now, Lu; it is so, so, so not worth it to work when they are so small and so needy and so knackering. I didn't go back to work fulltime til M was four and a half and I fucking hate it.
anyhow, you have worked PLENTY in your life - surely you've earned this? Gah. I loathe this mentality that if you're not a productive economic unit you're nothing. It represents the worst of communism and the worst of capitalism. And the people who will give you the hardest time about staying home are other women, of all people...
STANDING OVATION! Well done, mama!
You must feel better. Wish I had a blog back when I had a mother-in-law. It would have been sooooo good.
Well done love! I am very lucky with the mother-in-law I have. I dearly love her and Pops. My mother is the one who has always tried to run my life, and still does - I just turned 45 last Monday..... I've learned to not take her crap and shut her up very efficiently. Hang in there - it is so worth it!
Oh shit...I'm seeing some scary bits of myself in comparison with the Cane Toad. WAKE UP CALL!
AUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!
Someone really needs to hang that woman up by her thumbs, though she does provide some entertaining writing fodder. She might not be as entertaining hanging by her thumbs...oh, the dilemma. You are doing the right thing, you know--well, you DO know. Smack the gasbag for me.
brilliance!!!
Freakin' brilliant letter ~ I hope you sent it!! And I love Primeva's comment, too
Awesome! Ah, I love hearing a good rant.
sigh...I do so love your rants, much better than my own...Heh
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