I still can't forgive my ex MIL & my ex husband's family for the way they treated me after I gave birth to DS & he is 15 now, they ruined my marriage & played a massive part in the reasons I was so unhappy & walked away from my marriage. I had a horrific birth, I was admitted due to pre eclampsia, had a failed induction that lasted nearly 3 days, then had an EMCS that left me in high dependency fighting for my life. The morning after DS was born, I was in high dependency, my liver & kidneys were failing, I was having blood transfusions & drugs to try & get my organs working again, I had drains, catheters, so many drips that I lost count, was out of it on morphine & other drugs to try & reduce my blood pressure, I was so bloated that I couldn't open my eyes properly, I looked like someone had blown me up like a balloon. The only people I wanted to see were my husband & my parents. My ex MIL & SIL marched in the ward, it wasn't visiting time, my parents had been allowed in as I had been asking for them, my mum was caring for me & DS, she had washed me & managed to change me out of the bloodstained theatre gown from the night before, put me maternity pads & pants on, wiped the vomit out of my hair & tied it back, spoon fed me some jelly & sliced banana which were the only things I could keep down in between feeding & settling DS. MIL & SIL claimed the only chairs in the room & unpacked their picnic lunch from M & S, never asked how me, DH & DS were, totally ignored my parents, my mum had just fed a very hungry & unsettled DS & managed to get him off to sleep, he had been screaming all night as the staff on the ward had been trying to force me to breast feed, I hadn't had any sleep since Friday morning, it was now Tuesday. MIL marched up to the crib, picked DS up & handed him to SIL, he started screaming again, my mum asked her to put him back in the crib as I couldn't cope with the noise, my head felt like it was going to explode, she ignored my mum, MIL & SIL started noisily discussing what they had bought in M & S. My mum slipped out of the ward & asked one of the staff to try & get them to cut their visit short, the nurse asked them to leave me in peace as I was very poorly only to be told"it doesn't matter, we are family" They stayed nearly 2 hours, taking flash pictures of DS, trying to plonk him on me so they could get a picture of DH, DS & me together, I hadn't got a free hand to hold him & was really drugged up, it was no wonder that the next time my blood pressure was taken it was even higher. DH said that he would ask them not to visit again until I was feeling better. When I eventually got home a week later, the whole family descended on us at 9.00am the next morning, the midwife was trying to check my wound while they were passing DS round as well as cups of coffee, I hadn't had chance to have a shower, I was flooding, hadn't had any breakfast, was totally shattered, just wanted the whole lot of them to bugger off & leave us alone. It never got any better & the first cracks started to appear in our marriage within a year of DS being born.