Some of you may know that I have the MIL from hell.. And some of you also have the MIL from hell so you'll know where I'm coming from.
Ok, so this weekend we went over to stay with the inlaws. We packed up the car and the three of us went on Friday afternoon. We get there about 6 and Sam is tired. I say he needs to go to bed. So we put him to bed and have dinner. After dinner I go and lie down. Half an hour later I am woken up to hear Sam screaming his head off, so I go into the bedroom she put him in, in the portacot she has bought him and find that he isn't in there.
He's in the lounge, face down on the floor because she decided to get him up to play and thought that he would like some tummy time. He is still tired and now hungry. So I get his bottle ready. I sit down to feed him and
she says: 'Oh, I didn't want to assume anything, but I thought that maybe I would be allowed to feed him'.
So I say: 'Oh, that's fine, you can feed him if you want to (thinking I was being nice).
Then I get: 'No, you need to feed him, as you should be doing all you can to bond with him since you aren't breastfeeding him'. WTF?!?!WTF?!?! I ignored this.
Then I put him to bed at 8:30 as he is soooooooo overtired and crying his eyes out.
I say: 'He is very tired, it has been a long day and he has been up for a while and that's why he is grizzling.'
She says: 'I don't agree, I think that travelling must be uncomfortable for him and the carseat is at a funny angle and he doesn't like sitting in it for such a long time, that is why he is unsettled.' (He slept the whole way there in the car)
Fast forward to next morning after he had slept for 8.5 hours. YAY
I get up and she asks to feed him.
I say: 'Ok, you can feed him but he needs to be changed as soon as you're finished, or even beforehand as he's quite wet, if you don't want to do it, come and get me afterwards and I will do it'.
TWO HOURS LATER: She comes into the bedroom where I am sleeping, puts Sam on the bed ontop of me and says 'He is all wet and has peed on me, I am going to have a shower'. Of course he is wet, he has been sitting in a wet nappy for friggen ages and it is full you silly bitch.
Later on that day: She says 'I want to take Sam to see Sally (her boss)'. She kept saying it and kept asking and I said 'Well I would like to have a shower first'.
So I go and have a shower and get ready to go and she is looking after Sam. After a while of sitting there waiting for her to let me know when we were going, I say 'What time would you like to go and see Sally'. She says, 'I don't think we should go as Sam isn't settled enough to take visiting'. He was grizzling in the portacot in the bedroom so I go in there to find out why he is upset. He has a very very dirty nappy, it has leaked out the sides and he has been sitting in it since before I had a shower (she wanted to look after him and I thought I was being nice by leaving her to it and letting her bond with him).
Ok, so I'll stop ranting and raving now, but will add that all weekend she was non-stop with comments like:
The bathwater is too deep
The bathwater is too hot, you will mark his skin
You aren't bonding with him because you are not breastfeeding
Those clothes are too short and will stunt his growth
He doesn't want anymore of that bottle, take it out of his mouth
He is hungry
He is too cold
He is too warm
He needs mittens
He needs a cardigan on him
I would change his nappy more often (I change him everytime I feed him plus as soon as I know he is dirty)
Disposable nappies don't agree with babies skin
You should be using washable wipes, those ones don't agree with babies skin
He doesn't talk/smile/lift himself up/move/turn his head/look at her as much as her other grandchildren did at that age.
You aren't stimulating him enough
You should be reciting nursery rhymes to him
You shouldn't let him sleep in so late in the morning
He needs to be going to sleep between 8pm and about 6am
He needs to be wrapped
He should have woolen blankets on him
He is spitting up, he must have a tummy ache, maybe he doesn't like the fomula you have him on
While talking to Sam she says to him "Your mummy and daddy don't even know you're alive" WTF?!?!?!?!?!?! WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?
Before this weekend I would say things like 'Oh, I do like her, she is just a wee bit forceful'
After this weekend I HATE HER GUTS and I never want to see her again. She is a f**king bitch and I can't do anything right and neither can her son. We are made to feel like we are terrible parents who are leaving him dirty, dumb, understimulated, undernourished and unloved.
Why the hell should I spend the whole weekend crying in the bedroom because of her.
She doesn't even know that she is doing it.
Sorry guys. I know this is longwinded and just another MIL rant and I should stand up to her, but she is a psycho and would only make it worse for us if we did.
Edited by neeandsam
What a weekend! (LONG RANT SORRY)
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for managing not to kill her!
neeandsam wrote:
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Amazingly I felt immediately better 
....then I got the courage to tell her to back off or we wouldn't be visiting her any more.
