laurajetter
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I feel like my mom will never be satisfied by my appreciativeness; I will never be able to thank her in just the right words or exactly how she imagines I would. Because if it's not just the right way, she will get hurt, say something to my dad but tell him not to say anything to me, then he calls me anyway, telling me to thank her specifically for whatever it is, but he doesn't want me to tell her he told me.
The latest instance just happened yesterday into today, and frankly, I thought my DH and I thanked her plenty, since we didn't want this to happen again. Here's the situation:
My 6 month old son was getting dedicated at our church this past Sunday (sort of similar to a baptism in other religions). Aferwards, I wanted to have a luncheon for all the people we invited, however my house wouldn't comfortably hold everyone. My mom volunteered to let us have the party at her house in their new sunroom. I told her that would be great and we started making plans for when/how DH and I would get the food to her place, plus other various details.
She gave me recommendations along the way, foodwise, and had suggested to buy a bunch of lunchmeat and cheese and she could roll the slices and arrange it on a tray instead of me buying a party platter. She also said my 17yo sister could make the deviled eggs. Great, I agreed and we had arrangements to drop off all the other food the night before, and a couple things (such as the cake) early the next morning.
So we go to the dedication, and afterwards all the guests arrived at my parents' house. The table of food looked great, in fact my mom had included a lot more food than I had planned for. She had shrimp cocktail, lots of snacky food, and a few other things. (In fact, I wish she had told me she was going to make these additional things because I went out of my way to make an additional dish not thinking there would be enough items; it would've saved me a lot of time and energy since I was making the majority of the dishes.) Her display took up most of the table and I had to try and maneuver things around to fit everything I had.
So anyway, the party went on for several hours, and people started leaving. Finally the last people left, and DH and I were about ready to take Jacob home. As DH was making a couple trips to put a few things away in the car, my dad whispered to me to make sure we thank my mom. I told him we would. In fact, I kept thinking we have got to make sure to thank my mom in a way that she will know we appreciated all the work she did (even though originally I only wanted to just use her sunroom, and didn't ask her to help with the food in any way).
So DH comes back in, and we go find my mom who's by the computer. I told her thanks for all the work she did, everything turned out great. DH said something similar, and even gave her a hug. Afterwards, I reiterated a "thanks for your help." She seemed to respond favorably to our thanks; she smiled warmly and was making conversation in response to what we were saying.
Fast forward to this morning; my dad calls and said that when we get a chance, maybe we could tell my mom that we liked the way the deli tray turned out. He said she was a little upset/disappointed that we didn't have a response for the look of the tray of rolled meats. I told him we thanked her last night and told her we appreciated everything, both of us. I told him I didn't understand why she'd be upset. He said it wasn't that we needed to thank her more, but she was just looking for some kind of comment about the tray itself, about how it turned out. Then he added that when she told him this, he said "oh, she probably will still mention something." and her response was "You'll probably call her."
So now, I somehow have to work into conversation how the deli meat tray turned out so nice, it really looked great (which it did, and I do appreciate), without her being suspicious that my dad said anything to me. I hate this!
I thought we covered everything last night when we thanked her? Apparently we didn't say it just the right way or with enough specific details for her. Maybe I'm a spoiled brat for feeling this way, I don't know. I will say I've never been a big "thank you" person when it comes to my parents through my years growing up. I don't know why, I have just never had a way with words. Maybe that still comes through when I thank her and I don't show my appreciation profusely enough. After getting off the phone with my dad I felt
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I hate to say this, but maybe it would be easier to just do everything completely myself, then I won't have to deal with these issues. In fact, that was originally my line of thought anyway. The only thing I wanted from my mom was the use of her sunroom. I was going to worry about everything else. By the end, she had added so many things and done so much else, it wasn't as simple as I had thought it would be, and now I am in the predicament I wanted to avoid. And I hate it when my dad calls when he was told not to, because now it puts me in the middle of what seems like a little game. If he really wanted to help, maybe the next time we were together he could've maybe mentioned something subtly about the meat tray looking great or something, and I surely would've expounded upon his comment.
I hate this. Ok, I'm curious how others view this; Do you side more with my mom, or me? I just want to know if I AM acting like a spoiled brat, or am I justified in feeling like I can't win, nothing I say will be good enough, etc.
Thank you if you've read this 'til the end!
Laura
The latest instance just happened yesterday into today, and frankly, I thought my DH and I thanked her plenty, since we didn't want this to happen again. Here's the situation:
My 6 month old son was getting dedicated at our church this past Sunday (sort of similar to a baptism in other religions). Aferwards, I wanted to have a luncheon for all the people we invited, however my house wouldn't comfortably hold everyone. My mom volunteered to let us have the party at her house in their new sunroom. I told her that would be great and we started making plans for when/how DH and I would get the food to her place, plus other various details.
She gave me recommendations along the way, foodwise, and had suggested to buy a bunch of lunchmeat and cheese and she could roll the slices and arrange it on a tray instead of me buying a party platter. She also said my 17yo sister could make the deviled eggs. Great, I agreed and we had arrangements to drop off all the other food the night before, and a couple things (such as the cake) early the next morning.
So we go to the dedication, and afterwards all the guests arrived at my parents' house. The table of food looked great, in fact my mom had included a lot more food than I had planned for. She had shrimp cocktail, lots of snacky food, and a few other things. (In fact, I wish she had told me she was going to make these additional things because I went out of my way to make an additional dish not thinking there would be enough items; it would've saved me a lot of time and energy since I was making the majority of the dishes.) Her display took up most of the table and I had to try and maneuver things around to fit everything I had.
So anyway, the party went on for several hours, and people started leaving. Finally the last people left, and DH and I were about ready to take Jacob home. As DH was making a couple trips to put a few things away in the car, my dad whispered to me to make sure we thank my mom. I told him we would. In fact, I kept thinking we have got to make sure to thank my mom in a way that she will know we appreciated all the work she did (even though originally I only wanted to just use her sunroom, and didn't ask her to help with the food in any way).
So DH comes back in, and we go find my mom who's by the computer. I told her thanks for all the work she did, everything turned out great. DH said something similar, and even gave her a hug. Afterwards, I reiterated a "thanks for your help." She seemed to respond favorably to our thanks; she smiled warmly and was making conversation in response to what we were saying.
Fast forward to this morning; my dad calls and said that when we get a chance, maybe we could tell my mom that we liked the way the deli tray turned out. He said she was a little upset/disappointed that we didn't have a response for the look of the tray of rolled meats. I told him we thanked her last night and told her we appreciated everything, both of us. I told him I didn't understand why she'd be upset. He said it wasn't that we needed to thank her more, but she was just looking for some kind of comment about the tray itself, about how it turned out. Then he added that when she told him this, he said "oh, she probably will still mention something." and her response was "You'll probably call her."
So now, I somehow have to work into conversation how the deli meat tray turned out so nice, it really looked great (which it did, and I do appreciate), without her being suspicious that my dad said anything to me. I hate this!
I thought we covered everything last night when we thanked her? Apparently we didn't say it just the right way or with enough specific details for her. Maybe I'm a spoiled brat for feeling this way, I don't know. I will say I've never been a big "thank you" person when it comes to my parents through my years growing up. I don't know why, I have just never had a way with words. Maybe that still comes through when I thank her and I don't show my appreciation profusely enough. After getting off the phone with my dad I felt


I hate to say this, but maybe it would be easier to just do everything completely myself, then I won't have to deal with these issues. In fact, that was originally my line of thought anyway. The only thing I wanted from my mom was the use of her sunroom. I was going to worry about everything else. By the end, she had added so many things and done so much else, it wasn't as simple as I had thought it would be, and now I am in the predicament I wanted to avoid. And I hate it when my dad calls when he was told not to, because now it puts me in the middle of what seems like a little game. If he really wanted to help, maybe the next time we were together he could've maybe mentioned something subtly about the meat tray looking great or something, and I surely would've expounded upon his comment.
I hate this. Ok, I'm curious how others view this; Do you side more with my mom, or me? I just want to know if I AM acting like a spoiled brat, or am I justified in feeling like I can't win, nothing I say will be good enough, etc.
Thank you if you've read this 'til the end!
Laura