Your sister was rude. I say stuff like that to my infant, because it makes me laugh about it and I know she can't understand me. You know like "get a load of that outfit" about someone on TV
But, geez, a six year old??
I have a sister very much like yours. She thinks that I think I'm better than everyone else too. SHe recently told me this to my face, not via a six year old. Although I am sure she has told my niece and nephew this and probably her friends too. Apparently she has thought this since high school. We haven't spoken since, but she'll be cheery to me when I see her on xmas.
I'm sorry you have to go through this too. Especially over the holidays and away from home. I don't have much advice. Not sure if you should talk to her about it now, or grin and bear it and talk later. I haven't figured it all out yet. I'll be limiting contact, because honestly I don't want to be very close to someone who thinks ill of me. Who needs that?
Do you have another sibling to talk to about it? Parent? or friend who knows your sis well?

But, geez, a six year old??I have a sister very much like yours. She thinks that I think I'm better than everyone else too. SHe recently told me this to my face, not via a six year old. Although I am sure she has told my niece and nephew this and probably her friends too. Apparently she has thought this since high school. We haven't spoken since, but she'll be cheery to me when I see her on xmas.
I'm sorry you have to go through this too. Especially over the holidays and away from home. I don't have much advice. Not sure if you should talk to her about it now, or grin and bear it and talk later. I haven't figured it all out yet. I'll be limiting contact, because honestly I don't want to be very close to someone who thinks ill of me. Who needs that?
Do you have another sibling to talk to about it? Parent? or friend who knows your sis well?








My guess is that her comment was the result of lots of other stuff, too-- You using the sling (obviously not the choice she would have made), and probably lots of other APish parenting choices with which she does not agree. I think we all experience people like this-- my personal theory is that they are defensive/insecure about their own choices, and it's best to just let this rolls off our backs. But it is oh-so-annoying.


It sounds like she is overall frustrated with (a) your decisions being different from hers and (b) your attitude. She should be more pleasant and reasonable about it, BUT you can help with this: (a) Look for things that you DO do the way your big sister advised you, and rave to her about how great they are and how glad you are that she told you so you could do them "right" from the beginning. (b) Pay attention to your tone of voice, body language, etc. and resist over-explaining your choices. It MAY be that your attitude is impeccably humble and this is all your sister's problem, but it's more likely that both of you are relating poorly.
: I see a lot of people preferring that, and I am baffled! I always AVOIDED changing in the car, and the few times I did it were every bit as awkward and nerve-wracking as I expected! Aren't you worried about getting poop on your car?? (Hey--was this YOUR car, or your sister's?) While some public restrooms have a pretty tight space around the changing table--or have no table so you have to find a place on the floor--most give more elbow room than inside a car. And just as I wouldn't take off my pants in a parked car except in an emergency or very private circumstances, I think it's inappropriate to take off my child's pants there--that's what restrooms are for, when available.
The ones around here, at least the ones I've been in, I try my darndest *not* to use, because they are so foul. I've seen feces smeared on the stall walls, the toilet seat, the floor. Urine all.over.the.seat. I've seen syringes/drug paraphanalia in the toilet/on the floor, used sanitary products on the floor, floating in the toilet. Everything. :Puke
So no, given a choice, at least around here, I would *not* change my baby in the bathroom. When DD was a wee babe, and we were waiting for a cab (had been for about an hour) I changed her on my lap on the bench in Wal-Mart right inside the door. Not ideal, and had we just called the cab, or had an idea of when the cab would be there, I probably would have found a better spot. But that's what was available.
