Ok sorry if this turns into a rant, but my mother is driving me nuts! It started the moment my FI propsed to me. After I said yes I called her to tell her the good news. All she has to say are a list of her demands. "You're going to live at home until you get married and not move in with him," and "You're going to have a long engagement" were my two favs, but there were more. We went to the theater that night, too, and during intermission she called with more demands. It ended when I told her I had just gotten engaged and to let me enjoy my moment.
Well it's gotten worse from there. She asked if it was okay for her to not go with my color scheme of lavender and light blue, and instead wear a navy dress. I didn't fight her on it. She's been inviting herself to do wedding stuff with my FI and future sister-in-law (who is a wedding planner and a life saver). When I confront her on it she acts like a child and hangs up on me. She's even telling my future sister-in-law she doesn't know what she is doing!
The final straw is my dress. It's a lovely dress. I've been on medication most of my life and, because my FI and I want kids and I need to be off the meds for a few months before we can start trying, I stopped taking them. Because of that I gained a few inches on my chest and 20 pounds. I've been underweight my whole life so I really didn't care about the weight gain. However because of the inches I've gained my dress doesn't fit. I originally wanted a corset backing so I decided to take the zipper off my dress and put on the corset back. My mother did not like this. She says it will take my dress from elegant to classy. All my friends and future in-laws say it will look lovely. My second fitting was yesterday to determine where to pin the back. I tried talking to her about it, telling her it was what I wanted and how stunning I'll look on my big day. She then tells me nothing will change her mind and the corset back will take away from the dress, how I should have gone off my meds after the wedding and such.
It doesn't matter I've lost an inch since my first fitting. The dress fit me perfectly before and now it has to be changed and SHE doesn't like it. I'm at my wits end with her.