So, yesterday, DS's 4th birthday.
His Dad (ExDP) and I are separated, but maintain a reasonable relationship for DS's sake. For info, he treated me pretty badly whilst we were together - dumped me when pregnant, then cheated on me on and off for the first two years of DS's life. When I found this out, I left.
Anyway, my relationship with ExDP's Mum (ExMIL) has always been rocky. She almost has a fixation with ExDP, thinking he is literally the best man in the world. I was - and never would have been - good enough for him. The first thing she said on finding out I was preys by was: "Well for goodness sake, don't marry her, then you'll REALLY be trapped." We had been together for 5 years by that point.
But over the last two years, I have tried to keep things civil and promote DS having a relationship with her and her extended family. It's always been a one way street, but I try. So a months so, I had invited her, and her DH and Ex SIL etc to DS's birthday party. They all replied saying they weren't sure, as they were busy - but would let me know nearer the time. Fine. Ex SIL and others did decline invite (on Thurs) but by Thurs night, ExMIL still hadn't been in touch. I mentioned this to ExDP, who said yes she was coming.
So I then texted her, saying great that she was coming - and reminding her it started at 2.30pm.
So yesterday arrived, and they turned up at 1pm. I was just out of the shower and obvs not best pleased to see them. I said something like "Oh you're v early" and she launched into a very personal attack on me, bringing up all sorts of things.
She brought nothing for the party - not even a present for her GS and hadn't even asked if she could contribute / do anything. I ended up I tears (was feeling v unwell anyway and had been up since 6am baking cakes) and she pretty much spoilt everything. She ended up saying "It doesn't matter what you think, I know I'm right she you're wrong and that's all that matters."
Also, as an aside, DS starts school this year, and she has neither asked a single question about which school he's going to (I have nearly killed myself working to ensure we lived in the correct catchment etc) or if he needs anything (am not grabby - but wouldn't this be normal?!)
Anyway, yet again I am left feeling awful. Who is right? Am I crazy - or is she? And what the hell do I do now? Ignore her? Cut her out? And how do I stop going over and over it in my head? It's driving me mad. Thanks for reading x