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I'm so angry this morning, I don't even know where to start. Last night, Shawn and I stopped on the way home from running errands and picked up dinner for everyone (us, his parents, and his sister who was at our house). We brought it home, and right at the time we got home, it was time for my sister-in-law's baby to eat. Shawn helped her feed him and then afterwards I took him to burp him because I was done eating, and Dawn still hadn't had a chance to eat. So, I'm holding him, I changed his diaper, and then he started crying really hard. He has a lot of digestive issues, so Dawn gave him some gas drops. I was still trying to burp him, and he just kept crying. Dawn came over, and said she could take him back. I told her it was fine, I could do it while she finished eating. She said it was fine, she'd take him, so she took the burp cloth, and as she's adjusting it and getting ready to take the baby, my father-in-law yells at me...."Give her the baby now!" She was still adjusting the burp cloth, so I was waiting for her, and in the meantime, my f-i-law gets up off the couch, grabs the baby out of my arms, and yells at me that "When a mother wants her baby back, you give that baby to her." He walks out of the living room, into the kitchen, then comes back to the living room, and is still yelling at me about how I should have given the baby back to her immediately. I was just trying to help her so she could finish eating.
So, I got up and walked out of the room and went to my room. I was like, "The next 3 weeks (until we move) cannot possibly go fast enough....I am so done with this family." S and his dad exchanged some heated words, and S grabbed C and brought him to our room with me. We both just sort of sat there absorbing things, and talking about how we wished we could afford to stay at a hotel for the next 3 weeks because we want out of here so badly. After a little while his mom came in and tried to apologize for him. She's "so worried about him because he's just not being himself lately." I was angry, and not really in the mood for excuses. So S and I took C and went to the park. C had a fun time playing, and S and I were able to talk it out a little more. I'm pretty much done with this family. I told S he could bring C to family get together if he wants, but I won't be going. Once we move, I'm pretty much going to cut off contact with them.
When we got home, his dad was waiting in the kitchen for us. He apologized.......kind of. He said he was suffering from an "imbalance" lately. Whatever the fuck that means. And that he regretted what happened. I thanked him for apologizing, and that was pretty much it. This morning, he brought me flowers and said again that he was sorry.
I'm not really sure where to go from here. I've lost any and all respect for him, and even though he's trying to make amends, I'm not sure that it's going to work. I'll be civil and decent until we move, and then after that, I think I'm really done dealing with S's family. This is the 3rd time in the last 3 months or so that his dad has flipped out at me like this, and sorry just really isn't cutting it anymore. I'm tired of being the one that his "imbalance" gets taken out on.
So....anyway.....three more weeks.....three more weeks......it's like my new mantra.
So, I got up and walked out of the room and went to my room. I was like, "The next 3 weeks (until we move) cannot possibly go fast enough....I am so done with this family." S and his dad exchanged some heated words, and S grabbed C and brought him to our room with me. We both just sort of sat there absorbing things, and talking about how we wished we could afford to stay at a hotel for the next 3 weeks because we want out of here so badly. After a little while his mom came in and tried to apologize for him. She's "so worried about him because he's just not being himself lately." I was angry, and not really in the mood for excuses. So S and I took C and went to the park. C had a fun time playing, and S and I were able to talk it out a little more. I'm pretty much done with this family. I told S he could bring C to family get together if he wants, but I won't be going. Once we move, I'm pretty much going to cut off contact with them.
When we got home, his dad was waiting in the kitchen for us. He apologized.......kind of. He said he was suffering from an "imbalance" lately. Whatever the fuck that means. And that he regretted what happened. I thanked him for apologizing, and that was pretty much it. This morning, he brought me flowers and said again that he was sorry.
I'm not really sure where to go from here. I've lost any and all respect for him, and even though he's trying to make amends, I'm not sure that it's going to work. I'll be civil and decent until we move, and then after that, I think I'm really done dealing with S's family. This is the 3rd time in the last 3 months or so that his dad has flipped out at me like this, and sorry just really isn't cutting it anymore. I'm tired of being the one that his "imbalance" gets taken out on.
So....anyway.....three more weeks.....three more weeks......it's like my new mantra.