I need a bit of a slap with the quiche fish. Believe it or not I think I am mellowing in my old age and I am feeling guilty about my treatment of my MIL. I tend to forget conflict and am quite conciliatory but you might remember my rantings over new year when they came to visit, and we swore we would never see her again.
DD1 talked about the last night they were here for weeks, and nursery actually brought the visit up with me in February when we were taking the girls out of nursery for a week or so to ask if we were going to see the ILs as she was concerned at DD1's reaction to thir visit (I said no we weren't). Anyway just to say that the trip had quite a serious effect on DD1 and nursery are also dating LO's severe constipation issues (which are purely psychological and not physical) to the visit as well. (Yes, I know, they are nosy and do say what they think, but anyway...)
You might remember that following a bitchy post visit sms from MIL to DH I blocked her on Facebook which I know is petty but I wanted to, for once, be bitchy in return.
Anyway, long story short last week was DD1's birthday. FIL sent a card, and a small cheque (a quarter of the normal amount but you know, whatever) and put a picture of DD1 on my FB page and sent a text message. SIL also sent a text message to DH. NOt a word from MIL, either to DH or me.
I'm feeling really guilty that we (DH and I) are keeping the DCs out of their grandparents' lives. I always tend to do this - swear not to see them again then mellow and persuade DH that we should give them one last chance. I hate the idea that MIL is sat there miserable and convinced I am out to get her, when I know it was her that was in the wrong. I have always managed to blame our fights on myself: post birth hormones, back pain, post op pain etc etc. And I know that over NY I remained reasonable to the last minute (when I did finally rise to the bait, but not massively so).
So why am I now blaming myself for all this? Since DD1's birthday last week I have felt sorry for both the kids and the ILs and have even had to stop myself from picking up the phone and trying to smooth things over.
Can I have a slap from the quiche fish so I can stop blaming myself and feeling bad about it? Pretty please and thank you.