another MIL vent

amethyst1220 · April 2011

ugh, sorry to do this to you guys again, but i don't want to b!tch about her to anyone IRL. you know it's bad when you have a dream about having a frank conversation with her. btw, we are planning to have a conversation with her. just not sure when.

anyway, she's so self-centered, it's all about her. yes, i realize this is your first grandchild, but that doesn't mean you get whatever you want, you have to respect us as her parents! we went to dh's grandma's on easter sunday, which was our first big outing and the first time most of his family has met carly. well, she called a million times before sunday to ask if we were coming. yes! she organized an egg hunt for the kids and one for the adults. evidently, she was pissed bc the 4-year-old great niece picked up all the eggs even though she had separate eggs for her, some for carly and some for the 4-month-old great niece. um, the babies are too little to pick up eggs. let the 4 year old enjoy them! not sure what the big deal was. and she was pissed at me and ryan because i guess she wanted a picture of us and carly while she was hunting eggs. Indifferent um, my one-month-old daughter was asleep in her carrier, i'm not going to wake her.

and then there were easter baskets from her for the three little girls. and then she says, well i have more for carly. brings out another bag. MIL proceeds to take an egg out of the bag, opens the egg, inside the egg was a piece of paper that said "socks," she pulls socks out of the bag. this went on for a bit. um, do you think carly is even aware of what you're doing. there was aboslutely no point in the pieces of paper in the eggs.

and then she brings out ANOTHER basket for carly. full of stuff. don't get me wrong, we really appreciate her generosity and all she does for carly. but what do i need with three pairs of size three shoes right now. and thanks for the onesie that says 2010. she just goes over the top. oh, there was also this huge stuffed bunny that she "won" at work. the other ladies told her to take it for carly. ryan actually refused to bring it home, lol. but when we were ready to leave, it was oh, i need a picture of carly and the bunny for the ladies at work. ryan told her she can't just prop carly up by the bunny and that she had to hold her. but it wasn't just one quick picture. it turned into a freaking photo shoot. when we actually did get out to the car she told us to wait, we told her we couldn't. so while we were getting situated, she comes out to the car with an easter basket for me and ryan. but she expected us to open it because she had to explain something. i said mom, we HAVE to go. i'm in pain and really need to pump (so true. by this time it was almost an hour from when we first started to leave!). and she laughed! look, it's not funny lady. grrrr! anyway, as we're getting in the car she's yelling at us. there's a gift card for you to go to dinner and i'm babysitting. i guess that's what needed the explanation. she's been dying to babysit. when carly was 2 weeks old she asked if we wanted to go out, she'd babysit. i know it's awful, but i feel like the only reason she got us the gift card to go eat is so she can babysit. she just doesn't leave well enough alone. she will be the person we ask to babysit once we're ready to go out. she just doesn't understand that we're not ready yet. carly's only taken 3 bottles of BM so far. all from DH. before i leave carly w/ my MIL i want to be sure she can change a diaper, give her a bottle, etc.

and she visits at least once a week. which would be fine. but she doesn't get that she needs to call/ask/give us notice and that stresses me out. and then she gets pissed when carly is sleeping while she's here. um, she's a baby. baby's sleep. i'll call you at 2 am when she's screaming and crying so you can come then, okay. ugh!

sorry, i know this is so long and i'm sorry if you're read this far. it probably doesn't make much sense but my thoughts are so jumbled. and this has all been building (ryan's already had it out with her once) but sunday was really just the day that pushed me over the edge.

/vent