Bloody MIL has spent this morning making sly digs about my parenting - from accusing me of depriving DD2 by not giving her a bottle (!!) to the way I dress her (i.e., not in girly, flouncy, frilly dresses) to the fact she's vegetarian and now how she doesn't have juice and prefers water...
DP doesn't say anything, but ends up carrying on the digs making me feeling on edge and uncomfortable. They make me feel like an incompetent hippy child with daft ideas.
MIL has never forgiven me for breastfeeding and co-sleeping because she expected to have DD2 overnight as soon as she was born 
Tell me your irritating family stories and keep me sane