My MIL is not speaking to me. Today's installment of 'Why my MIL is not speaking to me' (I could make this a daily blog) is that MIL came over uninvited, with a massive bag of sweets for the kids (ones with gelatin in. I am bringing the kids up vegetarian. She knows this and does this to make a point).
I said 'thanks MIL' and she goes off on one, saying I'm ungrateful, I never give the kids anything nice, she feels compelled to come round with goodies for the kids because she 'knows I never let them have anything nice'. She says I don't deserve her son and refused to come to our wedding as it wasn't in a church. Blames me for her son's newfound lack of religion. Says I'm feeding him poisonous lies.
She complains I won't let her look after the kids unsupervised, well last time I did that she tried to feed them meat when she KNOWS FULL FUCKING WELL THEY'RE VEGETARIAN. I get pointed comments and articles sent to me all the fucking time about how vegetarianism is bad for growing kids. When DS1 was born she wouldn't speak to me for a month because I wasn't able to breastfeed and I was a terrible mother, abnormal and all that. She relented after one month so she could see her GS, only to spend one minute with him, then leave, not even talking to me because she was mad at me for ignoring her advice to breastfeed (I COULDNT!!!!!!!!!)