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My mother is more excited about my sister's new baby (Clara Rose, born just before midnight last night) than about me getting a doctoral degree.
To be fair, she is also more excited about my sister's new baby than my sister's college degree or any of her achievements in theater.
Not that that makes it a whole lot better, really. It just makes it less about me and more about my mom only valuing baby baby baby.
To be fair, she is also more excited about my sister's new baby than my sister's college degree or any of her achievements in theater.
Not that that makes it a whole lot better, really. It just makes it less about me and more about my mom only valuing baby baby baby.
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Date: 2015-02-18 01:59 am (UTC)From:(Have you considered presenting her with a tapeworm in a jar? "Here, mum - I know you've been waiting for the day that I would nurture new life inside me and bring it forth into the world; I finally managed that!")
My mum isn't quite that bad, but she did once tell me that "all her life all she really wanted was to be a mother" with the sort of wistful look that implied that I must surely follow in her footsteps regarding said desire. And she's asked my dad in my presence "Wouldn't we be wonderful grandparents?" or some such thing.
Try harder, mum! Maybe spraypaint REPRODUCE on a brick and chuck it at my head?