My parents have always had a habit of pushing past my boundaries, especially my mum. My dad goes along with whatever makes his life easiest (i.e. keeping mum ‘happy’, not that she’s every actually happy), even when it comes at my expense. It’s been like this since I was a child.
The latest issue is DS’ bedtime. I’ve repeatedly asked them to leave before bedtime when they visit. They don’t help in any way, they just sit there like an audience while I try to sort everything out and get him down. By that point they’ve usually been at our house for 10+ hours and I’m completely frazzled (I’m realising that my nervous system just can’t take being around them in my space for that length of time. Sorry if that sounds stupid). Basically, they only want to stay to ‘clock up’ time with DS that they think my ILs are getting, as my mum is horrendously jealous of MiL.
Bedtime is stressful enough without feeling like they’re there to watch the DS Show. There’s also a whole lifetime of awful awful behaviour from my parents, especially my mum. Basically my dad has enabled her emotionally abusive and volatile behaviour for years.
A few weeks ago they ignored the boundary completely. They stayed and stayed and when I got back downstairs, I pretty much lost it and chucked them out. Afterwards my sister spoke to my dad about it and he said, “OP seemed stressed.”
Well… yes. Because I’d already asked them not to stay. my sister explained this to him too - so he has heard this multiple times now from multiple people (because apparently me saying it for myself means nothing to him).
This week he’s asked if they could come on Friday. I said yes, but they’d need to leave before bedtime. His response wasn’t “no problem”, it was “how about Saturday instead?” - like changing the day somehow changes the boundary? I said that Saturday would still mean leaving before bedtime. Since then, nothing, I’ve been left on read.
I’ve had a whole lifetime of feeling like my needs have come second to keeping my mum happy. My dad has spent 30+ years prioritising an easy life (or the easiest possible, anyway) over standing up for me, and now I feel like the same thing is happening with DS. His routine and our family life seem to matter less than my mum getting what she wants.
My mum 100% keeps score over grandparent time. Everything feels transactional. She doesn’t even interact properly with DS, she doesn’t want to play with him etc, she just seems to think she’s owed our time in some way.
If I could quietly fade away knowing they’d leave me alone, I’d have done it years ago.
Instead, I feel like I’m maintaining this bizarre facade of being a close family when privately I’m f*ing seething with resentment over the impact they’ve had on my life and the fact that even now, in my 30s with my own child, I still feel like I have to manage them.
Has anyone else reached this point with parents? Did you continue trying with firmer boundaries, or did you eventually realise the relationship itself wasn’t sustainable? Please help x