I don’t really get on with my parents. They came crawling out of the woodwork when I announced my pregnancy after years of not really bothering with me. They both seem to think they’re the cleverest people in the room and that a few nice messages will make you forget years of shit.
My mum’s primary identity is as a grandmother to my nieces and nephews, so she was obviously delighted to have another one.
My SIL and BIL would very much be the sort you’d see on here complaining about their MIL overstepping. For example, my mum was supposed to be regularly picking my niece up from nursery and bringing her home for tea and bedtime. It then transpired that she’d also been picking her up in the mornings, using her authorisation as a designated person, and taking her out for the day without telling anyone. When my brother challenged her on this she said they couldn’t pick and choose what she did with her grandchild- completely ignoring the panic that the parents didn’t know where their child had been.
I’ve never wanted my mum’s help because I know if I take it, it comes with conditions. Listening to her advice, giving in on things like “I can’t wait to give baby their first chocolate”, her thinking she can just take the child out of nursery if she fancies it and knowing that if you don’t give in, it might happen anyway when your back is turned. Then, if you challenge it, you get “it won’t do any harm” and “if you don’t trust me, don’t take all this help”.
So I let my mum visit as much as she wants, but I won’t let her be alone with the baby.
My mum is now getting increasingly frustrated. Partly because she sees it as me not trusting her (I don’t), partly because it stops her being able to do what she wants with the baby, and partly because it means she has to spend time with me, which she really doesn’t want to do.
I’m starting to get annoyed by the increasingly desperate offers of “help”. Do I explicitly say that she is never going to be looking after my baby, so she can give it a rest? This will cause a row, but I think it’s a row she’s looking for.
Or do I just keep biting my tongue?
I don’t want to create unnecessary drama, but I’m getting fed up with the pressure. I don’t want to pay the price for childcare I don’t actually want or need.