happened last weekend. The last couple of weeks have been OKish with MIL on the basis that she made all the decisions and pretty much had her own way.
I have managed to bite my lip through all the arrangements. Even when she was incredibly rude to my mum (who is, of course, even less important than me in ds' life and therefore has no right to even comment on the arrangements according to MIL).
What I couldn't cope with was her bahaviour at the christening. It was mostly her friends there - my mum came, but I didn't encourage anyone else from my side as I thought it would be ghastly.
She kept taking the baby off whoever was holding him and "introducing" him to her friends.
That was annoying, but what really wound me up was the way she harped on about the Gerard-name business.
Three separate people (all of her generation) told me that it was such a shame that I couldn't have agreed to this as it meant so much to MIL.
Can't believe she is still going on about it