<p>After our baby was born, my wife and I were both exhausted. It was a lot of work caring for a newborn who didn’t sleep at night and mom’s struggles with trying to natural feed as well as her recovery from her unplanned c-section. We weren’t not mentally ready for how much work a newborn is, as few first time parents are.</p>
<p>Well, up until birth the mil kept bugging my wife to find out when the exact date of delivery would be so she could arrange time off work. Now, my wife was planning on natural birth so of course she didn’t know, but the mil couldn’t accept that and thought if she asked enough my wife would finally tell her…which made no sense to me. anyways, she finally came up about 10 days after the baby was born.</p>
<p>Now, my wife and i were both excited to bond and spend time with the newborn. I had to go back to work, and work long days, so I wasn’t home a lot. One day the mil decides that I need to do some shopping for her at the store on my way home, and I refused as I wanted to spend time at home bonding with my little one rather than shopping at the store. We already made one trip for her specifically two days earlier. I showed her where the car keys were and told her she was more than welcome to drive to the store, but she wasn’t interested. The store is 2.5 miles from our house.</p>
<p>Later, she decided that we needed to wait on her hand and foot. Bring her munchies for her to eat while she laid on the couch (our house rules are no food except at the dinner table), bring her soda, go to the store to buy bottled soda rather than canned soda because she doesn’t drink from cans, take away her cans, bottles, and boxes of food/beverage when she was done. I had enough after 2 days.</p>
<p>Then, she decided to make us dinner. She did, and then promptly went to her room, leaving an entire kitchen full of dirty dishes. I gave my wife a hand and it took us 2 hours to clean up the mess that she had created. And this was after I had been gone about 12 hours for work. So I didn’t get to spend much time with my baby that night.</p>
<p>As she laid on the couch, she wanted to watch television, but we said no, we didn’t want our little one spending the first few weeks of her life in front of television. She just about came unglued at that. But our house, our baby, our rules.</p>
<p>I doubt that she’ll ever return to our house again. It’s too bad, but in our house, we have our way of doing things, and our guests have to respect our life rather than expecting us to change to fit her needs. (When a guest in her house, she is very firm about lecturing me on her rules and making sure that I follow her ever-changing rules in the house.)</p>