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Friday, January 13, 2006

legacy?

My mom called last night. I could hear the agitation in her voice - she was at my grandparents house taking care of things again. My mom has been the central person in charge of caring for things since Christmas eve, when Grandpa begain his battle with pain. She's been organized and consistent in her presence. however...

She hates my grandmother. This time spent at the farm has "thrown her back to her childhood" - days of caring for an inebriated mother without the support or thanks of her perfectionist father. She resents her role in the family dynamics. She feels left out - unappreciated.

The past few weeks have been hard. My Grandmother has been shaking and anxious to the point of requiring medication. Took her to the doctors early this week, and 3 different anti-anxiety meds were prescribed. She began taking them and was feeling better. Then on Wednesday night, my grandfather was taken to emergency again. This time, it was for a urinary/prostrate problem. My mom and aunt decided to take him without letting my grandmother know. She was asleep - they let her sleep. They were gone all night.

My grandmother hates to be away from grandpa at night. It scares her. When she found that she had slept through another trip to emergency, she was angry and upset. She will no longer take the anti-anxiety medication. My mother wants to throttle her. (From the outside I can see that they created a situation where grandma feels she cannot sleep as she can't trust them to keep her informed - who know what will happen while she sleeps!)

So they are at odds again. My mom feels she has to parent my grandmother, who is stubbornly resisting my mom.

The strangest thing is that I parented my mother. As a child, I was the person subjected to her rants on my father, brother, her suicidal thoughts. My mother admits I was put in this position.

So here we are again. My mother sent back to her childhood dynamics, is dragging me back to my childhood role with her.

Mothers and daughters. I took a long hard look at my relationship with my 2 girls last night. I do not believe I am perpetuating the legacy. Don't want to make the same mistakes. I do not expect them to parent me. I sure hope they don't feel the weight of adult responsibility too soon.

*sigh*

3 Comments:

At 9:32 AM, Blogger I n g e r said...

Oh, wow. They don't call it the sandwich generation for nothing.

I asked my kids once to grade my parenting--to tell me what they liked, and what made them crazy, or made them feel bad, etc. But they couldn't do it: they can't measure the quality of the air they breathe, or the ground under their feet. So, we just do the best we can, right?

I'm sorry you're dealing with all this stuff now. It's heavy--all of it. Sending you big hugs.

 
At 2:24 PM, Blogger sjobs said...

I am so sorry to hear that there is so much going on in your family.

Parenting is a tough deal and it is so strange when we have to parent our parents.

Hang in there.

 
At 8:46 AM, Blogger mckait said...

I am sorry that there is so much difficulty in your life right now.. I hope it passes quickly... and that the year we have just come into brings you goodness and happy times..

I do not have the responsibility of parents to deal with and my children are grown.. but some days just seem too big to me... as I am sure they do to you right now..

take care
do something nice for you.. that is important.. and hang on.. this will pass and things will be good again.. I know it will ((you))

 

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