Right haven't read anything yet cos I really need to go AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH and vent before I lose it with MIL.
So MIL demanded mid-week that I cook for them on Sunday, went to Sainburys Fri evening and bought all the stuff I needed. They arrive Sat mid-morning. We suggest going to Temple Newsam (big open space for walks, farm to look round, cafe with baby change facilities) and it's near where we're going for a meal that evening. Eventually dh persuades MIL that it IS a better idea than going to Roundhay park (the other fucking side of Leeds). So then she says "I'll make some ham sandwiched to tkae, we can sit on the grass and eat them rather than go to the cafe"...she's got bread rolls that she KNOWS I don't like and wants to use our ham and salad (the salad that's for lunch today ) so dh says no, blah blah blah. Then MIL says ok...but we'll have sandwiches for lunch tomorrow then FFS I've been and fucking bought stuff cos she fucking demanded it .
Then we have a big discussion about cars, FIL wants us all to go in his car...that means moving car seat base etc, squashing pram in his boot with all their stuff and us all cramped up with bags etc. So dh & I say no we'll take 2 cars (it's free to park so not really costing anymore). So we go and that's all ok but then MIL suggests (after going round farm) that we go for a walk before going to cafe for lunch (it's after 3 and dh & I are starving) and then to go straight for evening meal so dh points out how stupid this is. So we go for a drink/food and Erin wants fed & changed etc. MIL doing my head in "I don't think she wants anymore food, I think she's had enough, you're not giving her all that are you, oh I really don't think she wants it" just cos Erin sometimes wants a little break.
then we go for a walk, MIL doesn't put blanket on Erin (had got quite windy by this point) so I'm getting more and more . Eventually she says "Don't you think this child should have a blanket on" FFS you've got the blanket...you stupid cow (didn't say that outloud)
Then we go for food, Erin wants fed again. MIL "Oh I don't think she wants it, it's not long since she was fed (it's over 3 hrs). Then they want to leave cos Erin has taken a break from food.
Anyway we get home and stuff's ok. MIL wants to help bath Erin..but won't hold her in case she drops her, doesn't know what she's doing and can't understand why we only use water. ARGH.
DH asks if MIL wants a cup of tea, she says yes so he makes her one...then she says "Oh i don't want that, I want a herbal tea"...why didn't you fucking say so????
Then Erin has her last feed, MIL again says "I don't think she'll want anymore food, she won't want it"
So anyway after they go to bed I do all washing up, clean all the worktops so it's ready for the morning. I get up today and MIL has made sarnies for their journey back and made breakfast...left worktops cov3ered in crumbs, etc. Left all knives, plates etc for me to fucking wash. So I do that (she watches me wash up and empty sink and dry everything) then she says "Oh I want to take that cake plate home, can you cut some cake off it then I'mm wash it and take it home" after i've fucking finished washing up...so dirty knife again, she wants to wrap some cake up so drops crumbs all over my worktops again and then...she washes her cake plate and not my knife...so I have to fucking do it.
Now they've all gone out to leave me looking after Erin cos she was crying earlier (tired) and I managed to get her to sleep.