Love, Rose [S.M]

New Parents

"There you go..." a large smile takes over my face as James completely relax as soon as his bottom hits the warm water of his little bathtub.
I don't know what it is, but as soon as he feels water, he relaxes. Definitely something he did not inherit from me. Probably his dad.

Lily is holding him tightly with one hand, as he gently throws the water over his body.
I was planning on doing his first bath myself but 1,5 week and it still feels like my vajayjay is on fire if I stand for too long, and Lily really wanted to do it. To the displeasure of my mother..

Yeah, I still did not get rid of her. I honestly do not know what is worst. My vagina feeling like it's death meat or my mother in my aura all fucking day long. I have been giving her hints that it was time for her to leave, but knowing my mother, even if she would notice, she does not give a shit. She does not want to miss a single thing about her first grandchild. The past couple of days, I have been thinking about how she wouldn't be in my ass right now, if I would have let Lily go on with her business, and did not keep her on the right path. And I mean, me stopping her from messing with all different type of guys. That would have gone wrong for sure. At least one of them would have knocked her up. I am certain of it. My life would have been so much easier if my child wasn't her first grandchild.

I simply do not understand why she cannot be like Shawn's parents more. I mean, they have left for Canada already. Sure, they want to see their grandchild however, they also want to give us space and time to figure out our new family situation.

And I don't want to whine about it. I mean, I like to have my family close but why does my mom has to be in my personal space all day? My dad is also here but he is way more laid back. He goes out almost every day. Sometimes sight seeing or visiting some museum, or like today he has gone out with Shawn, to have some lunch somewhere and do boy stuff. That is how it supposed to be right? But unfortunately, my mom didn't got that memo.

"O for fuck sacks." I mumble in annoyance as I hit my toe against the corner of the cabinet. It always wonders me how fucking clumsy I can be. I mean, it is not the first day this cabinet is standing here.

"Rose, language. You should not swear in front of the baby." My mom scowls as she walks into the room. She is not here for a second and I already wished she would leave the room again. Or my house in general.

"Lily, you have to hold him differently." She scowls, and want to take control over the situation like she always does. "Let me do it."

"She is doing fine, mom." I simply cannot hide my annoyance with her anymore. I forgot the reason why I moved out my parents house as soon as I could, but having her here is a very good reminder.

"She will drown him, Rose. Is that what you want?." Like I said, she is getting on my last nerve. It is that I do not want to explode in front of my child, and probably scare the life out of him, otherwise I would give her a cup of her own medicine. 

"Stop interfering mom. He is my child and if I thought she was doing something wrong, I would have said so."

I clearly stepped on her toes with my comment. She narrows her eyes at me and I know shit is about to go down.

"Rose Sophie Williams.."-

"Mendes." I correct her, making her even more furious. "I am a married woman now."

I feel Lily's eyes at me because we both know how my mom gets when she gets corrected, but it was a too good of an opportunity to let it slide by.

My comment is what sets her off completely. I have rarely heard my mother swear in my life. Swearing is for the "lower" class. That is something my mother definitely do not what to identify herself with. I know, stuck up woman.
But, it is those rare situations she can not hold herself back anymore, and those moments are the moments I live for. She annoys me in my own home. She deserves everything she gets. It's war.