I hadn't had a problem yet until easter

DP's family all live around here so it was over to one of his grandmother's, to the other grandmother's, then to his dad's. One side of his family was fine, and I'm much more acquainted with them, but the other side.... well, prepare for a long rant!
When we got there she was hungry and starting to fuss, which we stated when we walked in the door, but as we started to unpack her from her car seat and get her winter bear suit off, an aunt took her from DP to get her all out herself! Then the grandmother took DD from her, meanwhile she's crying, and it becomes apparent that grandmother has too bad of arthritis in her hands to really know what she's doing. DD has pretty good head control for her age, but not THAT good! I almost had a panic attack, I said again that she was hungry and that I wanted to feed her, I went to take her and grandmother just turned around and started passing her around to all the family, holding her, taking pictures, and DD is screaming her lungs out!

Finally, DP took her back, said again that we were going to feed her and handed her back to me. And while all this is going on, the grandmother is telling DD that "You are not making a very good impression, little missy!"
I tried to nurse her then, but no one would give me any privacy and DD was so worked up, she needed to be calmed down from screaming before she could nurse, so I took her away from the boob to try to calm her down and the grandmother came and snatched her away from me, saying she obviously wasn't hungry!

I was so shocked! She didn't get her head and started to hold her out on her back, after having taken her across the room.. I thought I was going to throw up, luckily an aunt who was a life-saver the entire time we were there grabbed DD and told grandmother that she needed to support her head. Unfortunately grandmother thinks she IS supporting her fine and SHE knows how to hold / take care of a baby! At one point she put DD on her tummy across her knees, and her fingers were pressing on DD's throat and she started turning bright red.. Again, the aunt was right there and took her away.. this entire time DD is still screaming. I finally managed to get her back, and just went to the kitchen where I finally calmed her down enough to latch. I kept her at the boob as long as I could.. grandmother stood right in front of me and waited and stared at me the ENTIRE time she nursed.
We were there for HOURS, I was so mad at everything... grandma is not hearing well, remembering well, cannot feel her stiff hands, I didn't know what to do

She couldn't remember anything said to her, or what she'd said, 30 seconds later. She was getting mad that people were taking baby from her and telling her what to do with a babe. She totally does not accept that she's not really in very good condition, or that anything is wrong, for that matter. She just kept taking the baby.. I was so mad at DP for not getting us out of there.. I barely know any of these people, I know I should have stood up to them more, but I was so shocked and thrown off, and I kept hoping DP would do something more because they're his family and he was nearly as stressed as I was! I felt so physically ill by the time we left

And up until then I had been feeling so bad that her great-grandma hadn't seen her yet even though we live so close! Well next time, if there IS a next time (I don't want to bring her back until she has perfect head control, it was so scary!) I'll be ready to be a complete a-hole to anyone I need to be

I feel like I horribly let DD down by not standing up for her more... It hurt so much hearing her cry for so long about something that could of been / should have been taken care of.
Well, thanks for reading, anyone who actually made it through that...
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Originally Posted by Jezzy 
You know what the worse part is?? They are our neighbors!!! Every sunday dh takes dd from me and says that he is going to Omas! When I say not without me he gets mad at me. I don't care, I know that he went over there once with her and left her with them for a few min. alone and I HATE that. I wish that we lived in a different town then it wouldn't be *expected* of us to come over all the time
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The house we live in my MIL runs a daycare out of all day, although she lives elsewhere.. I know how that feels. I hate being stuck here with her, even though really I do like her as a person. But I am VERY sick of having to justify all our decisions to her, we always get into a huge row.. well.. she gets mad and screams at me, anyway.. I don't really argue that way.. but at least after she's been presented with the facts and has a night to sleep on it, she usually agrees or accepts it. Except for swaddling. She thinks DD needs to be swaddled ALL THE TIME, which I totally do not want / need to do. She tells me she won't gain weight properly, bla bla bla even though she's been gaining perfectly, but *she* always had *her* kids swaddled *all* the time, even when changing their diapers she would wrap a blanket tight around their waist, here let me show you how to wrap a baby, I know how to wrap a baby, I'm going to show you anyway, grrrrr.......
Wow I am really on a rampage today! I swear I'm not really an angry person!

I guess this weekend really got me wound up

I do feel a little better now, though! Even if no one reads it all
