Thank you Lesley60, and everyone else. Yes, due to childhood trauma, I am a people pleaser. That's a whole 'nother forum for a different day LOL. I like how you said nature tells us we are too old. That is a great way to look at it (as my go-to emotion is guilt!).
That said...week does not end on a positive note.
Daughter (who leaves for work at 5:30am) just called, and wondered if my husband could drop me off early tomorrow because her husband has an appointment in the morning. Friday is my day to have the baby here, so...why can't her hubby just drop off the baby earlier? Why can't he ask me?
She said he said it's a "hassle" for him, so can you just be here early. I said no. He can bring the baby here earlier if has to be to work earlier. Simple enough?
Omg, I started WW3, again. If they don't like it, fire me. I know my daughter is caught in the middle, as she does all the communicating, her husband is being a (the!) baby, and needs to grow up. For example, I get to their house at 7:45, then he watches TV for half and hour, showers, lollygags, and strolls into work around 9am.
AND, this week we have one car that is being repaired, so my husband would have to get up earlier too, to drop me off, That means me nagging and worrying that he won't get up on time either. Sorry, I digress...but damn, I can't take it.
Daughter was snippy with me because I didn't give in, my husband said "oh don't worry about it", which is his go to emotion to ignore my concerns. He said I was silly to feel like they didn't respect me. Which just makes matters worse.
Is it so bad since I'm providing free childcare, that I ask that they drop the baby off here, and if you have to work early, just drop the baby off early? Why the shit-storm?
These nuances are more and more frequent, things get better for a few days, and then bam, another "special request" from her husband.
They would not get away with that at a regular babysitters, especially with the attitude and snottiness displayed to me when they don't get their way. Would they do that to an employed sitter It almost feels like the husband (baby's father), is testing me, playing games, it's just really weird.
At this point, with all the curve balls thrown at me, lack of respect, and I know I'm being taken advantage of, I miss my other kids and some free time too (I can't even make it to the grocery store or library before they close most days, much less make a doctors appointment), I'm ready to tell them to look for a sitter that can meet their needs.
Since he makes so much money, he can hire a live in nanny to cater to his schedule. It's not me.
Then I can enjoy my time with my grandson and not feel like a drudge!
Again, I apologize for this long post. I have no one else to talk to, and feel like I'm going crazy. You guys have kept me sane and able to take care of the little guy this past week.
I was hoping things were getting better, but here we go round and round again. Time to stop.
Thanks again for listening from across the pond. And feel free to give any advice, even if it's not what I want to hear. I know I'm not eloquent, probably misspell and don't punctuate correctly (especially when mad!).
But Happy Friday from a an artic Wisconsin, on top of everything, we are dealing with constant snow and subzero temps! (And I'm literally getting sick, sore throat and cough) Don't get me started on that...
Good Morning Tuesday 23rd June 2026


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