If it wasn't for the fact that my parents seemingly "adore" my children, I don't think I would have a relationship with them.
I often feel utterly crap after being around them. They are both extremely self absorbed people who have lots of dramas going on, leaving them unable to ever help out with looking after their grandchildren (I mean ever, not that I would trust them anyway.)
DH continues to draw comparisons between them and his (too helpful) parents. They literally live to help us and take care of our kids, which is great but a little over-bearing at times too. DH is constantly "in shock" at my parents, but I have come to expect nothing of them.
This aside, it's very difficult not to feel utterly disappointed in them.
Today, my Dad took me and the DCs (very young) to a cafe for lunch as a rare treat. I had to juggle eating my own meal, feeding the baby, entertaining older DC and complaining to staff when our meal order had been forgotten about and my Dad was in a rage about it.
After the meals arrived, Dad ate his while I juggled everything else and before I could finish my meal, got up, paid and said he had somewhere else to be leaving me with the kids, meals to eat and the mess.
He would never get that this isn't really acceptable Dad behaviour at all.
He hardly communicates with the DCs, or if only on his terms, but will call me lost evenings to gush about how much he loves his grandchildren and how proud of them he is. Oldest DC seems confused by him and just looks forward to her monthly pocket money. My Dad barely knows them as he sees them for 1 hour fortnightly maximum.
I accept that he is very disconnected from us on so many levels, but it doesn't make it hurt less.
My mother is very unreliable and absorbed by her own dramas. My grand-father (her father) actually became my "parent" as a child and rescued me from all the emotional consequences of their behaviour and became my practical support too. However, he died a couple of years ago. I've felt like an orphan since!
I don't want to fall out with my parents, but I can't help but feel sad and disappointed about the lack of love and value they bring to my life. DH has trouble connecting emotionally too (suspected ASD) so I feel very much alone in the world really.
How would you navigate these relationships in adulthood? I feel I'm pining deep down for "proper parents." And they will never be.