Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:wow... i'm speechless reading through 8 pages in this thread. I probably would become a mass murderer by the end of 3rd day if I were to stay in any of these houses!
Is this a common normal American family??
No, darling. Like every DCUM thread, only the people with something to tell pipe up on the thread. The normals don't have anything to contribute. Nobody wants to hear of when I go to MIL's and her housekeeper keeps everything clean, fridge is stocked with things we like and she is very concerned that the temps are what we like and we all have enough fluffy towels...
Yeah, those people are having fun with their families and making great memories...
while my DH and and I figured out my FIL's frig was going bad, and his backup frig had gone bad, and spent a day throwing out really old stinky gross food. He mostly just drinks Ensure, but now we know why he kept on having "stomach problems."
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:wow... i'm speechless reading through 8 pages in this thread. I probably would become a mass murderer by the end of 3rd day if I were to stay in any of these houses!
Is this a common normal American family??
No, darling. Like every DCUM thread, only the people with something to tell pipe up on the thread. The normals don't have anything to contribute. Nobody wants to hear of when I go to MIL's and her housekeeper keeps everything clean, fridge is stocked with things we like and she is very concerned that the temps are what we like and we all have enough fluffy towels...
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:wow... i'm speechless reading through 8 pages in this thread. I probably would become a mass murderer by the end of 3rd day if I were to stay in any of these houses!
Is this a common normal American family??
No, darling. Like every DCUM thread, only the people with something to tell pipe up on the thread. The normals don't have anything to contribute. Nobody wants to hear of when I go to MIL's and her housekeeper keeps everything clean, fridge is stocked with things we like and she is very concerned that the temps are what we like and we all have enough fluffy towels...
Anonymous wrote:My il's house is a lovely, sprawling, turn of the ( 20th) century manor.
The downside is that DH and his parents insist on putting the baby in the other wing, away from us.
I can hear baby on the monitor, but it still keeps me up all night. It makes me nervous that in the event of an emergency, I am doubtful we could get to her in time.
Anonymous wrote:I'm in my own home, 6 days post c-section, and my mother is here to help.
I just found out that she has been giving my 2 year old sips of her coffee.
She smokes, and I asked her to change her shirt before holding the baby. She came inside and was holding the baby within 5 minutes, without changing her shirt, so I reminded her and she said sorry, that she "forgot".
She has made one meal since arriving over a week ago, which we are very appreciative of. The way she brags about it to everyone she talks to on the phone, you would think she had climbed Mt. Everest.
I was in the early stages of labor, having regular and painful contractions, but had to clean the toilet she uses before going to the hospital. I knew we would be having other visitors, and she had left shit stains all over the toilet seat that were getting bigger by the day, so I wanted to get it cleaned. I'm sure it's a wreck again, I'm going to ask her to clean it later.
She sits on our patio smoking and talking on the phone. All phone calls must be made over speaker phone at its highest volume. I can hear every detail of her phone calls from my bedroom, where I have spent most of my recovery. We are in a row house so our backyard space is adjacent to many other backyards. I'm sure my neighbors are wondering what the fuck is up with the loud phone calls about lasagna. My husband wasn't happy that she was out there discussing his job and security clearance. Sometimes she makes phone calls from her suite in the basement level, where of course the reception sucks. So it's a loud, incessant conversation of "HUH? I CAN'T HEAR YOU" but she doesn't do anything to solve the issue, like ending the phone call or going upstairs.
She sleeps late for someone who is here to help, then acts surprised to find out that DH has already taken our toddler to a playground to burn off some energy (when said toddler has already been up for hours).
Twice, she has asked my husband to carry out her bathroom trash, which is probably full of Depends. I don't think he would have minded if she didn't then immediately go upstairs, and outside (you know, where the trash cans are) to smoke a cigarette.