My husband and I have been trying for a baby for two years. We FINALLY got pregnant. I give birth at the end of next month. It’s like every time I talk about giving birth my mother always ask “So I’m gonna be in the delivery room right?” Mind you, her and I are not close at all. She’s stuck on being 21 and is more like a older sister than a mother. She wasn’t around when I needed her the most growing up and when she did come back, when I was 15, I could do whatever I wanted. It was more important for me and my siblings to be her “friend” than for her to be a mom. My grandma is my mom figure. ANYWAYS, this is my husband and i’s thing! OUR THING. I don’t want anyone but him there when I’m in labor and giving birth. It’s like she doesn’t get it. I know how she is and she wants to be there first because I know she wants to be the first to post pictures on social media. That’s her thing. All about Facebook and Instagram. She’s the kind of person that I’d let be in the room for it and she’s grab the baby before I even get to hold her or anything. I know the doctors wouldn’t let her do that BUT SHES THAT KIND OF PERSON. I feel like if she could, she would yank the baby out of me just to “hold her first”. Okay rant over. For now. But am I a bitch for not wanting her there? And she took vacation from work the week of my due date. Like who does that? I’ve told her from the beginning that she’s not gonna be in the room. Okay. Now I’m done.