But seriously. They are retired. Bored senseless, supposedly. They do nothing - no travelling, have no pets, no friends, no hobbies. They sit in their house all day every day.
I recently said no to them caring for DD every day after school because I just... don't think they have a sense of what that really entails. They were not pleased.
Anyway, they complain about not seeing the kids enough. But they don't ever ask to see them, or come see them. They won't ever babysit. They won't help when we are stuck (like yesterday, when DD was home sick, but no longer sick (24 hour fever rule)).
It is just MADDENING. Daycare just called because Lib is crying and complaining of a headache. ILs live, no joke, a mile from daycare. I am on day 3 of a new job, H was out of work yesterday. Think they'd help out for 2 hours? Nope. Awesome.
I should add that daycare is willing to give some tylenol, some water, and have her rest to see if that helps. If not, they will let us know and one of us will get her. I can leave in about 40 mins or so, so hopefully she is okay until then.
i don't understand. why would they ask to care for DD every day after school -- when they won't help out otherwise? that's really bizarre (which i gather, is why you are venting).
Exactly my point. Also - they want her overnight on Saturday, when she's feeling better, and they can just hang with her. But not in any way they could help, if it takes a modicum of effort. Ever.
If I can't make it over there, my mom will leave work early and get her.
i don't understand. why would they ask to care for DD every day after school -- when they won't help out otherwise? that's really bizarre (which i gather, is why you are venting).
Exactly my point. Also - they want her overnight on Saturday, when she's feeling better, and they can just hang with her. But not in any way they could help, if it takes a modicum of effort. Ever.
If I can't make it over there, my mom will leave work early and get her.
So basically, it is either on their terms or nothing at all. Man, that sucks.
It's just maddening. Once I am more established here, it won't be a problem to take care of my kids when they are sick. But leading up to the retirement, all I heard was how much help they will be. All I've heard for the past couple of weeks is how MIL is all healed and can do what she wants now (you may remember the broken leg).
I can totally relate. My ILs just sit around all day. But act so stressed put upon when we ask for help. They have told us a million times that they can not watch two kids like they used to watch Jack. I don't even get that. They maybe had Jack for an overnight once every two months. But they felt the need to tell us before Leo was even born that they couldn't help any longer and give us a break. No health issues. They don't work. They don't volunteer or have a busy social calendar. They truly sit in their house all day. In reality they are the ones missing out. They are missing out on Jack and they will miss out on Leo. Their loss. I hope they enjoy sitting around feeling put upon as their only grandchildren grow up. And I am convinced the more they sit around the more miserable they make themselves.
I could go on and on and on about how annoying it is. I totally get it. My parents could have five trillion things going on and would still drop everything to help. And Jack very obviously prefers them. He is old enough to be perceptive about these things now.
My favorite comment from my MIL this past weekend in response to H telling her that she needs to interact with C was, "Well, we've walked around the yard a little and she didn't want to read any books." Ummm, yeah, she's nearly 3. She wants to DO things not READ about them.
And yes, she does like books too, but most of the time she would rather play.
my mil used to do this; bitch constantly about never seeing the kids, but damn. Ask her to pick one of them up in an emergency and it was 'I'm a fun grandma, not a working grandma' or (my favorite) 'we've already got plans to go across town and buy milk'.
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