I was 34 weeks pregnant and going to a panto i was dreading with a lot of family members from overseas, my mum n sister but without my husband. I had my 3yo n 2yo with me and I was driving. I told my sister 6 times over 3 days I would pick her up at 12.30 and to not be late. I explained I needed to find parking, walk kids to venue, get oldest to toilet, queue for snacks, I didn't want to be rushing about. I arrive and she's not ready, my cousin comes out to give me the tickets (I paid for my own 3 tickets) and I say to her do you just want to come with me and she can go in the taxi with everyone else? My cousin goes inside n my sister said she would be 3 minutes, 10 mins later she gets into the car. I said I told you 12.30, I'm 34 weeks pregnant, I don't need to be rushing about, I've left myself enough time so I don't have to be rushing about. She said well do you want to go with cousin then n I said it's a bit late now I could of left with her 10 mins ago. She said fine let me out of the car, you can go with her then, she nearly took my car door off the hinges slamming it. I shouted after her "watch my fucking car" I get to venue n I'm so mad I can barely look at her. The day was a disaster as I knew it would be and I spent most of it running after my youngest. He didn't know the majority of the group so no one could take him as he was strange. I had to leave at 2nd half as youngest wouldn't settle. I can barely carry him now as he's 2 stone. The car park only had lifts to even numbers but I was parked on 3rd n ticket machine was on 2nd. Anyway I'll not bore you with everything else that happened trying to pay n get toddler up to car and into the tight spot while my oxygen cut off everytime I bent over to do the car seat. It was the final straw. My family dont seem to get the logistics or effort involved to get 2 young kids somewhere and the added strain of being heavily pregnant.
I had both kids from the 22nd Dec until the 3rd of December and none of my family offered to take them for an afternoon over that time. Bearing in mind I went to another panto Christmas eve that family wanted to go to as it would be nice to do on Christmas eve and my mum knew someone who takes her grandkids every Christmas eve (I paid for my own tickets) and waited 30 mins for them at the bar, they arrives with seconds to spare before curtain up. I had them back to mine for food. I did Christmas dinner for them the next day and they said they would be down at 12, they arrived at 2pm. Kids were waiting on them. When i say they i mean mum, sister n brother in law. I also made my mum dinner and a cake for her birthday on the 13th of December and my sister a cake and went to a restaurant with kids in tow on the 28th, at this stage in December I was exhausted n they knew how tired I was. I haven't really bothered since the panto on the 2nd of jan. Things are strained with me n my sister. We speak when we see each other but nothing in-between. I just feel like my time is so stretched as it is and I'm giving time I don't have to them to have it wasted waiting on them. Plus a part of me feels like they gave me nothing back over Christmas and if you can't get a break and some support at 34 weeks then when will you. I usually do mothers day and easter for us all as none of them 3 can cook but this year I'm not. I'll only be a few weeks to a month after labour anyway. I'm definitely suiting myself this Christmas and not including them in activities or dinner. If they want a lovely day out with the kids they can organise it themselves and take them without me, they can have the responsibility. I know its no one's responsibility to look after my children however after all the running about I did for them, the dinners prepared and the time spent with them and waiting for them you would think a few hours back so I can rest would of been provided. Am I being unreasonable here? Am I overreacting to all this?