Had baby in early October, have a 22 month old toddler as well.
Due to circumstances beyond our control we ended up homeless a few days before my due date. At first it was okay, we had the use of an apartment belonging to a friend. At the end of October, we were supposed to move into our new house. Except for one reason or another, there were just more and more delays.
The result is that since baby has been two weeks old I've been living with my inlaws. Husband is only here on weekends due to work. Now, I normally get on with them well enough, but living in their house is a different thing altogether. MIL is a strong and dominant personality. Fair enough, her house, her rules, but after two months of this I'm really struggling to cope. The only way this works is by me not having an opinion about anything and just agreeing with everything MIL says.
Toddler is being spoiled rotten and when I try to intervene I just get told that they know better.
I'm grateful for them putting us up but I need to have some space. I feel like I'm a child again. I've lost all control over my life. No privacy. I cannot decide what or when I eat, I'm not allowed to cook. I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere and I don't have a car so I pretty much don't leave the house all week. I've no one to talk to, nowhere to go. Since the baby was born I've not had a chance to do anything for myself, see any of my friends and I'm going insane.
Since finding out yesterday that we won't have the keys to the new house before Christmas after all I've spend any moment to myself crying. The thought of essentially another month in this situation is just so miserable. I had kept myself going by thinking about how lovely Christmas by ourselves would be and now that is gone I've lost the one thing I was holding onto.
Husband tries to help but he's having a difficult time of it himself. He's barely seen DD2 since she was born and really misses the toddler who is a really daddy's girl. He lives with his brother during the week though at least he gets to go out! We do stuff as a family during the weekends but it passes so quick and then the endless drag of trying to get through another week.
I just want to have a place of my own again, be a family with my husband and two girls, where I make the rules and occasionally get to do my own thing.