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MIL'S VISIT IS ALMOST OVER....

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Since MIL has been here she probably had spent about 2 maybe 3 grand. Sunday alone!!! MIL spent $700 dollars on school clothes/shoes for SD9. Along with another $350 for a damn Nook Color! Since MIL won’t be around for SD9’s birthday to celebrate with her she made it her priority to spoil her some more by getting her the nook as a b-day gift because the $700 she spent on clothes was obviously not enough for her dear granddaughter SD9... like seriously!!?

We did all this shopping Sunday, worse shopping experiences I ever had! I was dying to get it over and done with! Freaking 4 hours of “Grammy I want this, Grammy I want that”…”Sure thing sweetie, here you go, ooh how about this try this one on pumpkin and this”, etc….GAG!!!! I swear, I had to stop the lady from buying the whole damn Khols store!!! LMAO

Nothing against MIL, she is the sweetest thing and we get along wonderfully! She treats me like I was her daughter and I even call her mom. We are very close. I know she only gets to see her granddaughter once or twice a year but damn! Put that money towards SD9’s collage fund or for a car when she turns 16, not a stupid nook that she will only play with for a few weeks then ignore! What a waste!! That girl already has a mini laptop, an iPod 8G, blue ray player in her room, along with a flat screen TV and the WII. What’s next an IPhone, a BMW, a house, how about a stable with lots of ponies!!! At her age I was lucky to get a freaking CD player! At her age I was lucky to get half the shit they buy her. Hey, who knows, maybe deep down, waayy deep down I might be jealous of the little turd, of this generation in general. Jealous and just frustrated. I look at SD9’s room/closet sometimes and see all the shit aka toys and just junk that has been given to her over the years and how they are just destroyed, ruined, ignored and just dumped all over her bedroom whether it be in her closet, on the floor, under her bed, in her dresser drawer! It’s freaking SAD! It just pisses the shit out of me!!! It takes me back when I was SD9’s age; how I was soo very thankful for everything I got and made sure to let that person know who got it for me how thankful I was. How I would take care of my dolls/toys, clothes etc…Keep them from looking like shit. (I have OCD so maybe that played a big part on all that.) But still!, I would work for cash, I had house chores..I would save the money, when I had enough my dad would take me to the toy store and I would pick out something. That something I would value and treasure because I worked my little ass off for it. I always took good care of that something because I know I earned it!!! We are lucky to even get a freaking thank you from SD9 without having to remind her!! And does she have chores? Hell no! God forbid if DH’s princess has to touch a dirty dish, sock etc…”She’s too young for that, she should enjoy her childhood” so he says
That “fun” shopping Day, I had made a promise to myself and to my future child that He/she will be the exception of this lazy society. My child WILL know how to cherish his/her things, Will be thankful, and will know how to earn them... I mean is that really too much to ask??

It’s sad to see such potential go to waste. I mean why treat SD9 as if she was my own if she doesn’t treat me like I was her actual mother? Why waste MY time and effort on trying to guide, teach a child when it only goes through on ear and out the other, a child who respects you but at the end doesn’t really take you seriously because she does in fact have a mother and a father who’s usually on her side. Well whatever! I’m wiping my hands; SD9 will be their problem not mine. I’m done wishing and hoping that she could be this caring and loving child I once was at her age, the caring and loving child, she could be with the right parenting because it obviously isn’t going to happen, NEVER. At the end she is neither MY child nor MY problem. I’ll save my energy for when its need/wanted most…on MY child.

As for MIL she leaves tomorrow.... relief