Well I thought we had everything under control. I've been dealing with my mil for over two years now, and I just feel defeated. I guess I will just start with the bg.
Everything was just fine when we were dating. Of course that all changed when we got engaged. At my then fiancées birthday it was all I'm stealing her baby. She also brought his baby book and had everyone look at it while she wept. I invited her to go wedding dress shopping so she could feel involved. She of course ruined my moment with my parents. I had been waiting for it since I was a little girl. So after the wedding I was just glad she didn't ruin that.
We got pregnant a month later, and found out a month after that. We let my parents know first then went over to tell his. Of course one of the things she said was that she didn't think she could keep quiet. So I made the choice to go public so it came from me. The biggest problem we had was when we came over for a visit and I was eating ice cream. She started in on what I was feeding her baby. We were stunned. I was so proud when my husband talked to her after we prosseced what happened. The next biggest thing was when we were getting ready for labor. Thanks to y'all we came up with visiting rules. We gave it to both of our parents two weeks before I was induced. She took it personally.
I had a hard labor because of my son's big head. He was finally born two and a half hours after I started pushing. I was exhausted and couldn't even hold my baby by myself the first night. Our parents were both over the next day when my baby needed to be changed. Without thinking my husband was going to let her change his diaper. I shook my head no and he told her never mind. As he started changing him she was hovering and frothing at the mouth. So I asked her to please give him space. She started to argue and I had to get more forceful. She ran out crying then came back in to say goodbye.
Fast forward to two weeks later. We were over visiting and we were about to leave when she said something about missing her sons. She only has one son. When my husband asked her about it she denied it. I was so upset that I was shaking. We left and after his dad got home they called a sit down. Only my husband went. They of blamed me for everything. My husband finally set them straight. Then we took a break from them.
We didn't see them for a few months, and when we did it was out in public. They behaved themselves so we started seeing them again. I was then diagnosed with ppa. There has been lots of things we had to deal with since then. I have got myself off the meds. And I am dealing with other medical issues. The current situation is that I gave her in inch, and then she requested that she gets him one day every week are every other week because I look tired. My husband immediately shut that down. Then she called and said that she just needs to pick him up so she can drive him around. Then it was pa comments on Instagram.
My husband called and spoke to her so now to him everything is peachy. To me the thought of her holding him makes me angry and anxious. I think I am going to have to go back on medication.
My husband wants to go over tomorrow to see his dad before Father's Day. If I don't want to go he wants to take our son over. He wants to go over before his mom gets off work and stay till she is off then stay for two more hours. I don't mind his dad seeing him, but I would like him to leave before she gets home. How do I talk to him about this without sounding insane?
Everything was just fine when we were dating. Of course that all changed when we got engaged. At my then fiancées birthday it was all I'm stealing her baby. She also brought his baby book and had everyone look at it while she wept. I invited her to go wedding dress shopping so she could feel involved. She of course ruined my moment with my parents. I had been waiting for it since I was a little girl. So after the wedding I was just glad she didn't ruin that.
We got pregnant a month later, and found out a month after that. We let my parents know first then went over to tell his. Of course one of the things she said was that she didn't think she could keep quiet. So I made the choice to go public so it came from me. The biggest problem we had was when we came over for a visit and I was eating ice cream. She started in on what I was feeding her baby. We were stunned. I was so proud when my husband talked to her after we prosseced what happened. The next biggest thing was when we were getting ready for labor. Thanks to y'all we came up with visiting rules. We gave it to both of our parents two weeks before I was induced. She took it personally.
I had a hard labor because of my son's big head. He was finally born two and a half hours after I started pushing. I was exhausted and couldn't even hold my baby by myself the first night. Our parents were both over the next day when my baby needed to be changed. Without thinking my husband was going to let her change his diaper. I shook my head no and he told her never mind. As he started changing him she was hovering and frothing at the mouth. So I asked her to please give him space. She started to argue and I had to get more forceful. She ran out crying then came back in to say goodbye.
Fast forward to two weeks later. We were over visiting and we were about to leave when she said something about missing her sons. She only has one son. When my husband asked her about it she denied it. I was so upset that I was shaking. We left and after his dad got home they called a sit down. Only my husband went. They of blamed me for everything. My husband finally set them straight. Then we took a break from them.
We didn't see them for a few months, and when we did it was out in public. They behaved themselves so we started seeing them again. I was then diagnosed with ppa. There has been lots of things we had to deal with since then. I have got myself off the meds. And I am dealing with other medical issues. The current situation is that I gave her in inch, and then she requested that she gets him one day every week are every other week because I look tired. My husband immediately shut that down. Then she called and said that she just needs to pick him up so she can drive him around. Then it was pa comments on Instagram.
My husband called and spoke to her so now to him everything is peachy. To me the thought of her holding him makes me angry and anxious. I think I am going to have to go back on medication.
My husband wants to go over tomorrow to see his dad before Father's Day. If I don't want to go he wants to take our son over. He wants to go over before his mom gets off work and stay till she is off then stay for two more hours. I don't mind his dad seeing him, but I would like him to leave before she gets home. How do I talk to him about this without sounding insane?