I am 40 weeks + 5 days and have no idea if IABU and my hormones are making me into a b*h or if I genuinely have a point.
This was probably the last weekend that DH and I could enjoy a bit of peaceful time together before our first DC arrives, so we both agreed to have a bit of a pre-babymoon from home, doing things we love to do together.
MIL has a holiday home very close to where we live and had decided to come up about 10 days ago should we need any help before or after the arrival of DC. She said she wouldn't get in the way and would let us spend quality time together whilst we await the inevitable.
So, this weekend she asked DH if he would view a house with her on Saturday as she is thinking of moving closer to us permanently, to which DH kindly obliged and was gone for most of Saturday afternoon. He comes back and said that MIL had reminded him that we had agreed to take her out for lunch the following day (we absolutely hadn't as we had planned nothing, half expecting potentially to be parents already).
In the meantime, I had come down with a horrible cold and chest/throat infection and could really have done with relaxing and trying to get over this as quickly as possible before going into labour...
I said that I would really prefer not to take her out to lunch to as I would much rather spend some quality time with DC, and as my energy levels are running rather low due to illness and late-pregnancy, I can only really do something for a few hours everyday before getting tired and didn't want to use this time entertaining said MIL. In the end he compromised by inviting her over just for a coffee at 11am.
She was here until nearly 3pm!!!! Argh!!!! Who stays for four hours after only being invited round for a coffee?! She could see I was really poorly and just needed to rest, and DH was doing a terrible job of trying to drop hints and shepherd her out. I was so pissed off for the rest of the day that I totally allowed it to spoil what I hoped would be a lovely and relaxing day with DH. We tried after she left to do a few of the things we had originally planned, which left me completely exhausted.
I am now worrying that when the baby comes along she will consistently outstay her welcome. I moaned to DH that he needs to step up and protect our precious time more. Particularly, in the days after childbirth when we will be recovering and getting used to being a family together.
AIBU to let this get to me so much?! Anyone had similar? Feeling slightly at my wits end but I realise that I may be overreacting somewhat!! Ranting about it feels like quite a relief though... 