I'm almost 40 and have two gorgeous daughters and a lovely DH. Daughters are 6 and 2, the 2 year old is a real handful and also an early waker.
I have no family of my own - suffered years of emotional abuse from my own mother (she had isolated my father from our lives). I think in the end I realised she had a personality disorder when she tried to wreak havoc on our wedding and told my family all sorts of lies intending they would fall out with me (and she succeeded). I therefore lost my uncle and cousins around the time of the wedding (10 years ago) and decided to cut contact with my mother 3 years ago, which meant my younger sister also took her side and I lost her too.
On DH's side, he has fit and healthy parents living 3 miles away and a severely alcoholic brother 100 miles away who's only real contribution to our lives is to phone up pissed or needing emotional support. Both his parents were raised in quite cold households (MILS mother very cold, schizophrenic brother, FILS parents Irish catholics with little emotional connection to their kids).
My inlaws are 62 and 63 years old respectively. They are fit and healthy, retired early, have no money worries and enjoy foreign holidays. In their day to day lives they seem quite bored and lacking direction/ideas - they get up at 10.30am and sometimes go out riding on buses with their bus passes to fill their time. They have never shown any interest in our girls aside from sending presents for birthdays/xmas and the occasional visit. They tend to invite us over for a cold buffet lunch on boxing day and that's the extent of their hospitality. We have always had them for the occasional sunday lunch or BBQ but I'm beginning to feel resentful of this being a 'one way street' especially when we have two small kids to look after while cooking lunch and they can cook unhindered.
My MIL retired 2 years ago and since then has made a point of visiting once a week. She now collects DD1 from school on Thursdays but this definitely arose when she retired and feels like something to fill her time rather than a desire to see the children - FIL never accompanies her (she usually tells the girls he's cooking the dinner) and when I arrive home from work with DD2 collected from nursery, MIL always looks at the clock and says she needs to leave before the traffic gets too bad (the traffic is not bad). The result is that DD2 rarely spends time with her grandparents. Grandparents have never taken DD2 out of the house. They have occasionally looked after DD1 during school holidays if I drop her off and have taken her to the park a couple of times. They have declined to spend xmas with us, refused to come to nativity plays and apparently 'don't celebrate Easter' - though they bring eggs for the girls.
I ought to clarify by saying we are not dreadful people and nor are our girls badly behaved. DD1 is beautifully behaved, well mannered and bright. DD2 is your average nearly 3 year old, energetic but funny and responds to verbal discipline. Both of them are easy to put to bed at night and have a good routine.
This has been our situation for such a long time but I think just recently this lack of support is really beginning to take it's toll. Having never had a break from the children (or any emotional or practical support) in 7 years we are now considering taking separate breaks (alone) to get some headspace. I feel sad that we've come to this. It is especially brought home to me when I consider that almost everyone we know has some sort of relative who offers something to their lives in one way or another - many of our friends holiday with their parents, parents come to vista and offer practical support, even if it's just brewing the kettle (mine sit and wait for me to brew up). Even somebody to have a conversation with would be a bonus, especially as DH works weekends.
The final straw came last week - it was DH's 40th birthday and his parents had agreed to babysit so we could go out. The kids were late going to bed as they were excited to see grandparents and it was getting to the point we had to go out for our meal. MIL was clearly unimpressed we were going out without putting the children to bed. I couldn't believe the face she was pulling - her son's 40th birthday and she couldn't even put the kids in their beds. What we really wanted was a night in a hotel but we knew there was no chance.
I'm really beginning to feel at my wits end about our isolation. I have considered separation from my husband in order that we can formally take turns to look after the children away from the other parent as this is the only way I can see us getting any break. I do work but only 3 days and this helps but doesn't solve the issue of feeling like we've been abandoned. My mental health is really suffering and I feel I just need to run away from this desperate situation - I never thought before we had kids we'd be left so alone after they were born.