This is going to sound so petty, but I honestly am so over dealing with it that I don’t care much anymore.

My husband and I picked out our sons name after MONTHS of disagreeing. It was the first name we both were absolutely in love with and didn’t doubt afterwards. We decided we wanted to keep it a secret since our families literally announced every aspect of my pregnancy (including the pregnancy itself) before we did. The world knew I was pregnant, that it was a boy, my sons name and when he was born before we had the chance to say anything ourselves.

Fast forward, my mom was playing victim to us telling our family we were moving. (Full on sobbing and yelling at us because we’re obviously taking our kids with us) We decides we’d share our baby’s name with the family on the conditions of her shutting up and no one sharing the name. She was the first person to agree and our entire family did too. We shared his name and she actually was following through, until today when she got up in church and announced our baby’s full name to everyone then said “oops. I forgot that was a secret” and sat down. We’re getting induced tomorrow and the entire situation makes me want to change the name we decided on to make her look like an idiot.

I shouldn’t be hurt by something so small and so insignificant, but it was her way of getting all the praise and attention of how cute her grandsons name will be and how great of a grandmother and mother she is. It always has to be about her and God forbid anything be about me for a change. God forbid anyone be happy for me, or go out of their way to try to help me because she won’t. I’m 9 months pregnant and I can’t wait for our second to be born so I can pack a truck and get away from her. (She’s a narcissist and I tend to avoid her because of it, but my therapist felt I should try to communicate with her to mend some childhood traumas she caused and it backfired again)