My mother emails me at least 3 times a day, and if she doesn't hear from me more than once, she calls my husband and asks him to make sure to call her as soon as I'm in labor (I've told her countless times over the last 7 months or so that I'll call her when the time is right and that it will probably be after the birth as I don't want a lot of people present or calling for updates while I'm laboring). My mother is the queen of heaving a martyred sigh and saying "well, I don't want to be a bother" while ignoring what anyone else wants or says. She has some mental challenges from a stroke she had when I was a child, so getting angry at her always leaves me feeling really mean and petty, since I know she can't help the way she is sometimes. However, I'm hot, I'm sick of getting third-hand updates on the state of my cousin's cervix from every member of the family who are obviously hoping I'll discuss my "progress" with them, and I can't take another passive-aggressive phone call to my husband wheedling about me not calling, so I'm about to send the following email:
"Please stop trying to bully Ian and I. You will be called when it is time to call you, and your whining and pushing doesn't give me any confidence that calling you a minute sooner than I want to see you will be a good idea. Please make an effort to understand that I'm not you and I'm not your nieces. The fact that I want privacy and quiet surrounding this birth doesn't mean I don't love you, but I'm very serious about it. The pushier you are, the less I want to tell you ANYTHING. In the course of a lifetime, having to wait a few hours or even days to hear about the birth isn't a big deal. Please don't make me regret having shared the hospital information and my new address with you. I have no reason to believe the baby will be here before the beginning of June, and every person who calls to ask if I'm still pregnant or to get reassurance that someone will call them when I'm not just makes me more reclusive. The baby will be here when she's ready and I will announce it when I'm ready, end of story."
"Please stop trying to bully Ian and I. You will be called when it is time to call you, and your whining and pushing doesn't give me any confidence that calling you a minute sooner than I want to see you will be a good idea. Please make an effort to understand that I'm not you and I'm not your nieces. The fact that I want privacy and quiet surrounding this birth doesn't mean I don't love you, but I'm very serious about it. The pushier you are, the less I want to tell you ANYTHING. In the course of a lifetime, having to wait a few hours or even days to hear about the birth isn't a big deal. Please don't make me regret having shared the hospital information and my new address with you. I have no reason to believe the baby will be here before the beginning of June, and every person who calls to ask if I'm still pregnant or to get reassurance that someone will call them when I'm not just makes me more reclusive. The baby will be here when she's ready and I will announce it when I'm ready, end of story."














