I am a spoilt, horrid brat but I need to rant!
I am on holiday (in an absolutely beautiful part of the country with unexpectedly gorgeous weather) with DH, DS (7 months) and my PIL. Who are lovely. But DS is waking up every 90 minutes at night (I think maybe teeth, but maybe he just hates the travel cot, who knows? - Calpol isn't helping if it is teeth) and because we're all in one room DH and I can't take shifts like we do with his shit sleep at home. I am beyond tired (so is DH, too, obviously). This morning I had to get up with DS at 5am and then try and entertain him very quietly so I didn't wake up PIL for 3.5 fucking hours. I am finding my objectively lovely, kind PIL - who paid for this holiday and are generally generous, nice and adore DS with a fierce passion - beyond irritating. DS refuses to be spoonfed and so we're doing a reluctant form of baby-led weaning - PIL are being very vocal about how this is the Source Of All The Problems (the new one, since I gave up breastfeeding and it turned out giving him a bottle was not the answer to all) and it's stressing me out massively, partially because I think deep down they're right: he isn't getting enough solids to eat and I don't know how to solve it. But also because I am tired tired tired, a massive ungrateful cow and a grumpy horrible person. I also think I may be on the verge of getting my first post-partum period, which would be a real cherry on the cake.
DH told me to excuse myself and pretend I have work to do today so I could get out of the daytrip and come and drink coffee by myself in the nearest town (no wifi at holiday cottage), I think because he could tell I was in such a grump that I was at risk for ruining things for everyone. Which made me feel incredibly guilty, but I still can't shake myself out of this childish sulk. Does someone want to hand me a grip, a little bit of (pretty undeserved) sympathy or even some actual advice?!