I haven’t really got on with my parents for years. We’re not NC or anything dramatic, we’ve just gradually drifted because I don’t particularly like them and, on the fairly rare occasions I have actually needed help, they’ve let me down.
For context, they do help my siblings regularly. I’m not talking about expecting them to be constantly available to me, I mean the odd occasion where I genuinely needed help. For example, once I had an emergency boiler repair while I was stuck about 300 miles away with work, and they wouldn’t help. Before anyone says I shouldn’t be asking for help from someone I don’t really like, the blatent favouritism towards my siblings was what drove the wedge, I wasn’t asking for favours from people I didn’t like I was asking for help from my parents and getting ground down seeing how much they didn’t for others and wouldn’t for me.
I’ve now had a baby, and it’s just me. I was actually getting on fine. Since the baby arrived, my parents have started coming round much more. They seemed increasingly frustrated that I was happy for them to visit but wasn’t asking them to do things for me.
The problem is that there hasn’t really been anything they could do that would actually make my life easier. When they asked what they could do, I did eventually make a couple of suggestions, and they said no because they didn’t think those were the sorts of things they should be helping with. So I stopped asking. I asked if they could look after my dog whilst I took baby into work for a KIT day, they said no-which is fine, I got a dog walker to come in, but if I ask for help and am turned down I then won’t keep putting myself in a place I am rejected.
My view is that help is only really help if it removes a burden from the person you’re helping. Otherwise it’s involvement, rather than help. So I don’t need the baby’s laundry being done- it’s a pain to separate it out from mine and wait two days to have it back, I don’t need the hoover putting round, I feel uncomfortable with them making beds.
Now they’ve started talking about having the baby for sleepovers and taking them out for days, and I keep batting it away. They keep saying I need a break and that they could give me one.
But I don’t actually want a break in that way. I don’t want them babysitting. I would genuinely rather pay someone I trust to look after the baby if I wanted childcare.
They’ve probably spent about an hour a week with the baby so far, and they’re in their 70s. There are also practical things I’m not convinced they could comfortably manage, although obviously as the baby gets older that may change. My siblings have also had issues with my parents not following instructions when looking after their children.
But if I’m being completely honest, that isn’t even the main reason. I don’t particularly like my parents as people, and I don’t trust them enough to want them having the baby without me.
What is bothering me is that my mum is framing this as though she is offering me something I need, ‘you need a break, let us have the baby’, when what I actually hear is that she wants time alone with her grandchild but rather than saying that she is presenting it as a massive favour.
I’m not against them having a relationship with the baby. I’m happy for them to visit and spend time with the baby when I’m there. I just don’t want to hand over childcare that I don’t want or need in order to facilitate that relationship, and I really hate it being presented as help when it won’t help me and they haven’t helped me in 15 years