THIS IS A LONG POST - apologies, but I am at breaking point.
Sorry for silence, I really have appreciated all the advise and replies. I have yet not had time to do anything as I have been away for the week, working.
Before I went away, MIL came to stay (to help while I was away). I picked her up from the airport and drove her to our house and talked with her at great length about DP’s mood swings, controlling, abusive behaviour and that I think she is depressed and also has PND. MIL agreed and said depression runs in the family and that she would try and get her daughter to the docs and seek treatment with her and talk to her this week. Great, I think, and cross fingers. MIL said she was aware how her daughter seems to always make situations bad and is always frustrated when people (who are already bending over backwards to help) don’t help more.
I am so sad, and don’t know what to do. HELP!!! Tonight DP has decided to go abroad with children, and I don’t know what on earth to do!?
DC1 woke up vomiting during the night, MIL cleaned and changed DC1 and bed, and from 5am I took care of him until 7am when I took a couple of hours of sleep before I drove MIL to the airport - she lives abroad. I took all morning driving MIL back to airport. Returned back to my workplace late lunchtime (13:50) as I had two clients who were driving a 260 mile round trip for my advice.
I realised that I had a missed call from DP, who had rung me at 13:45. I must have been in an area of no signal. As soon as I could, I called her back at 13:53 so only 8 minutes after she called.
She wanted me to come home straight away to help with the children, but I had to explain that I couldn’t as I had 2 clients who had driven a round trip of over 260 miles for my expertise. I explained that I would be back as soon as I could, but she cut me off and hung up the phone. I tried to call her back but with no success. We desperately need the money that this work was paying me, as she isn’t contributing to life in the UK and my account, having paid for plane tickets for the family, food, bills and other essentials and none-essentials, is on vapour!
She phoned again at 16:55 and I was just finishing the second session. As soon as I had finished, I phoned her back at 17:08 having to cut the work as short as I dared - endangering my professional relationship with the clients.
I arrived home at 17:21 - I know because I tried to phone her from 300 metres away from the house to say I was almost there, but she didn’t reply.
When I got home she was angry with me and thrust DC2 into my hands and went to put DC1 to bed. DC1 was still vomiting if given anything and DC2 was needing to be BF but could not be as DC1 was needing attention. A situation that was not fun, but we have a big TV, LOTS of books, kids TV coming out of our ears on Netflix and LOTS of toys for DC1 to be distracted with. Was three hours so, so terrible?! (I wasn't out with mates, I was working during this time).
DC2 started to cry, and so DP stormed down stairs and told me to take DC1 upstairs away from DC2. I tied to cheer up DC1 who looked so sad, then DP shouted angrily up the stairs to put him to bed and to sleep. At this point DC1 heard his mum’s voice and started to panic and wanted to see DP so I brought him down stairs.
DP took DC1 upstairs and put him to sleep, having chewed me out about it in front of both DC. As she went up the stairs she was demanding I contact the airline and organise her and the children’s return to the other side of the world.
She came back down and said in a very threatening manor that I should leave her alone, and that she didn’t want to talk, even though I offered and pleaded with her to calm down and talk through the situation calmly. She went upstairs and I tried again to talk with her, and show her I was genuinely sorry that I couldn’t come sooner, but that I had got home as soon as I could. She told me in no uncertain terms, to GO AWAY!!!!
She was mad at me for not instantly answering my phone, even though I was working with two clients who had driven so far and were paying for my time and attention. I tired to explain to her that as soon as I realised she had called that I called her back each time, but I could not answer the phone in the middle of the sessions while explaining something to, or listening to someone who is paying me for my uninterrupted time.
I told her how happy MIL had been as we drove to the airport this morning, that DP had a such a lovely house, in a perfect location - close to the town centre, warm, dry, clean and that there are so many amazing activities for the children. DP’s response was that she had tried hard to convince MIL everything was correct when actually it wasn’t. My parents and their friends had spent two weeks before our family arrived in the country, cleaning and making the house ready for us. DP said, “The only thing that is good about this house is that it is free, nothing else.” Yes, did I mention, we have been allowed to stay in the house for free! I know we are amazingly lucky, and all my DP wants to do is trash the situation! ;-(
She told me to go out of the house, so, since she had had both babies all day, and I had DC2 in my arms, I thought, since she had just fed her, that I would visit my parents, get out of DP’s way so she could calm down and also my parents have only ever seen DC2 three times since we have been here for over a month, so they could see her again. I put her in her outdoor suit and took her to the car.
I had just put DC2 in the Car seat when DP stormed out of the house, started shouting at me and hitting and shoving me in the road, and threatened to phone the Police if I took DC2 to see my parents. She then shouted at me and made a scene in the road, and demanded to take DC2 back into the house.
She also said that me taking DC2 to my parents was the final straw as she does not trust my parents at all.
I don’t know what to do anymore. I have been as calm as possible, while she is verbally and physically abusive. I am writing this now at my parents house, as I don’t know what to do. But, I don’t know how she will get back to the other side of the world with both children. We cannot afford it. Sadly, she has my credit card, but I do have the children’s passports. How much good that is I don’t know.
I don’t know how, with everyone trying to make her comfortable, safe, protected, clothed, fed and entertained, how 3 hours with two children can mean she is now going to break up our family, insult my friends (and my family even more), remove my children from me and also deprive my parents of ever seeing their grandchildren again. HELP!!!