Oh, no! I think that I just realized what’s making me irritable! Lack of 21st century chemicals. Well, after baby is born and I’ve nursed him for a year I’ll go rub my body in Pantene and Twinkies.
So, last night Egor told me that he wants his mother to come here and stay for a few months of my pregnancy. My first reply was, “Oh, hell no!” I am so totally spazzed out over the slightest thing that I can’t imagine having to get the house ready for a visit plus entertain his mother, in Russian, for two months. My mom is handling me with kid gloves, Patricia shovels big buckets of sweet sugar on me, and I’m still a mess.
But, E said how much it would help me and him. He said I needed her and most of all, it would mean so much to his mom to be a part of my pregnancy. I cried, I wept, but I eventually said, “Okay, if you really think we need it.”
He called and gave them the green light.
I could not sleep that night. I really, really really did not want his mom here. At all. Until after the baby is born. I can’t even put my reason in words, it just feels like it would be too much stress. Stress for me, not so bad, but stress on my baby is unacceptable. So I cried and cried and pleaded and he called the family and told them it would be too hard for me. Everything is okay, now. But I get the impression that they don’t understand why I don’t want company. I just don’t. I’m not that person. I am a happy book reading, TV watching, writing little hermit.