just want to say this is going to be long, sorry in advance. I'm trying to sort out my sons christening. I told my MIL that I've got to wait and see if any other members can come as we've already got about 35 coming and we want to invite friends too.
fast forward to today and a lot happened in one night (I'll stick with the christening insident first). mil went to dp and said we need to invite x to the christening and and DP went OK. I don't know if she done that on purpose and not come to me but DP said it's because it's his family not mine so he should of been asked. I think it's because I told her no more and she thought if she came to me ill say no. tbf x should come as they are close to the family. I said to dp well that's bringing more people. we've already got like 10 people coming who are distant relatives who you don't speak to and who your mum wants there. his response was it's a time to celebrate our son, I went yes with family and friends you are close to not any Tom dick and harry who are second cousins you never see. I just turned round to him and said fine invite whatever family you want let's make it a family get together not a celebration.
now for the rest...
mil has every other Wednesday off. last Sunday she mentioned "if you want any help or want to go out let me know" I replied "I'll see how I feel and what I'm doing. If I want to go anywhere I'll ask you" today dp went to mil behind my back "we don't see much I'm sure she gets bored at home" she replied "well I did ask if she wanted to go out on wednesday last sunday" dp "well did you ask her on wednesday" mil "no but I told her Sunday she could talk to me" dp "well if she wanted to go out then she would have" mil "well it's her own fault she's bored then"
ds was screaming as he was restless and tired as he wasn't in his cot for his sleep. so I lay him on the armchair and tried to get him to fall asleep. I give him a bottle to sooth him and mil comes over and knocks the bottle out of my hand and says out loud you look like you're struggling I'll take over and pushes me out the way. while I was with him he stopped crying the minute she took over he started again.
once we got back I told dp all this and he went "I hate all this confrontation, why don't we just never go again". now I feel bad and I feel like I'm being made to feel bad...I'm probably wrong and DP and mil are right and I'm just being a moody old hag but it's just got to me. I'm sitting on the sofa wrapped up in my blanket trying not to cry.
thank you for all of you who have gotten this far.