Crazy bitchy days. I'm getting engaged for god sake!

I've been going through bitchy days lately. Oh my, here I am starting to get bitchy.
I promised to myself that I had enough of childish expression.
But this one is hopeless.

So my mom has been sending me all this crazy texts.
Initially I thought because she just want to pick a fight. Probably someone else is pissing her off so its normal that I get to be a punching bag since I know how to handle my feelings pretty well. I'm excited most of the time but pretty calm when it comes to handling problems.

Then when it gets bigger, I tried to understand her and look from her perspective. She was angry at how I handle my business and I thought, alright, thats normal. She's a businesswoman and its normal that she doesnt want her daughter to make mistakes.

I justified myself.

That didnt go well either.
I got another text yesterday and thats where I exploded because she's starting to pressure me. I mean, I had enough on my plates and I dont need anything else.

Then I begin to wonder, what if this is not about the business.
Then it occur to my mind.
What if this is about her first and youngest daughter getting engaged, yet not being kept in the look.

How could I be so stupid!

I sent her a long text explaining that I didn't mean to offend her and that I'm a little distracted with my business as well. So, although I really want to be excited on my engagement day but I need to remind myself that I have a business to take care of.

She should understand.
She's a businesswoman too.

I did say mean things to her though. Before I (right before) realized that this is about my engagement day.

"I did everything on my own. I didn't even ask for help, not for my engagement, not for my work, basically not for anything. So the least that you all could do is to spare me some grief and let me live without pressure. Stop getting angry at me!"

When all that she wants actually me asking for a little help.

Anyway, I have a plan.
I'm getting engaged this Sunday.
So what I'm gonna do is to buy gifts for my boyfriend.
Although its against our tradition (and so last minute)

And have my family wrapped them.
That should give me a few free days of crazy phone calls.

I'm going out with them in an hour.
The wound is finally patched, thank god.
So, I should do some listing of what needed to buy.

I hate this.
Till then.