I’ve 3 DC, 2 now at uni and the other in 6th form.
There have been times when this has been a real struggle. I literally had no support network for a lot of it. My DH worked away regularly for 3 months of the year. My mum was not alive when my DC were born, and my dad remarried and focused his time on her DC. I got phone calls, but that’s it. I don’t live in my home town, so no good friendships. When my DH is here he is really hands on, so lucky there.
On the other side I had in-laws who openly disliked me and didn’t want to help us, or more correctly, didn’t want to help ME. In all the years of having DC they helped us once, with 6 months notice for the need, and kicked up an almighty fuss over it. This was 10 years ago and I’ve never asked since, and they’ve not offered. DH and I were the first to have DC and my MIL made it clear that she was holding out for her DDs to have DC and be massively involved. That didn’t happen. PIL used to drive past my house to go to her other DC’s to put up shelves, help paint, do the garden and stay over, and never came near us, when I’d be on my own with DC for weeks and weeks. I’ve been here alone with DC and locked out, had to go to A&E, everyone’s got Covid, car broke down, house blacks out due to electricity issue…I’m surprised SS haven’t turned up.
Of course, I know that single mums do this all the time, and my dad, and my in-laws are not obliged to help me. Luckily for me I developed a small network of school mum friends who I trust, and have my back, and I can count on in an emergency.
The thing is, kids grow up.
As my user name says, I am changing inside. It started when my 2 eldest leant to drive. It literally took loads off my shoulders. They can do chores for me, they can cook. It’s brilliant. Now 2 are at Uni. I miss them loads, but at the same time I feel the stress of childcare lifting. I’ve got free time. I got a nice job, I love my work colleagues, and I’m going to up my hours when youngest goes to Uni. I’m doing my hobbies. I’m meeting my lovely friends (see above) who’ve been my rock for lunch and coffee. I feel like my old self. I feel great.
The thing is, our parents are in their 80’s and they aren’t happy with the level of contact they have with us. They aren’t happy constantly complaining about how we don’t care, and never see us, and how they are unwell (they aren’t, it’s just old age).
I hear my friends talking about the amount of time they spend helping their parents, even though some of them have been pretty toxic. Deep down I feel a bit guilty, and a bit selfish, but I just don’t want to do it. I don’t want to spend time with them I’ve told my DH his siblings can look after his parents, and him if he wants to, although I don’t feel he should feel obliged when they’ve had so much off them, and he’s had nothing. I’m not giving up my free time. On my side, my siblings got the shit end of the stick from my dad too. Of course we’ll help him, but not at the expense of our own family. We’ve agreed this. I’ve also put in boundaries with him about constantly calling me and complaining,
So, I’m interested to hear from others with grown up DC who got no help, how they now feel about getting out the other side.
Also, AINBU in how I feel, or am I being a cow?