I want to start by saying I have always thought I have an excellent relationship with my PILs, based on mutual like and respect. Having said that we do butt heads occasionally! But they are good people who only ever mean well. We see them once or twice a week, help each other out with practical things, have each other over for dinner and so on. I do work hard at being a good DIL, and feel like I have really been welcomed into the family. SIL is more difficult, she is very much her way or the high way, she regularly falls out with DH or PILs, but we don't see her very often so as harsh as it sounds, she doesn't really affect our day to day lives.
As background, last summer our first child, DS, was born very prematurely and died aged two weeks. A week or so after his death I collapsed and had to be rushed to hospital. There was a possibility I would need emergency surgery. While I was in hospital, DH was left arranging DS's funeral, running back and forth to see me, keeping everything going. He really was my rock, especially when it was touch and go if I would be allowed out of hospital to go to the funeral and I was really upset. They did let me out on day pass, and DS was buried with DH and I, his parents and my mum there. SIL found out he had been buried, claimed to be so upset she couldn't talk to PILs and did not contact them until Christmas.
The rest of the summer was difficult. I suffered ill health and repeated hospitalisations until I had the surgery a few months later. We had discussions with the consultant about possible causes of my premature labour and were given the go ahead to try again. I am so very grateful it did not take us long, and I am now 13 weeks pregnant.
Just after Christmas, SIL contacted PILs and asked to meet. Apparently she felt so left out of DS's funeral she found it very hard to forgive us all, but she has managed to eventually. I am gobsmacked that any sane, rational adult could think such a horrible thing, never mind say it. what has really hurt though was PILs seemed to agree with her and are suggesting that we were in the wrong.
Since we have told PILs I are pregnant, they have been on and on at us to tell SIL. Phone calls every few days, demanding she must be one of the first to know, since we know how she hates feeling left out. Had an ultimatum yesterday that we mush tell SIL before PILs go on holiday (on Monday) or they will.
This pregnancy is much wanted, and we are very grateful for it, but it is also terrifying. I've already been signed off work for three weeks with bleeding. We really are only happy at the moment telling people we trust to be supportive, and neither of us really want to tell SIL just yet.
Am I being unreasonable? How can I put this hurt behind me and move on?