Last week we went on a road trip vacation with my 5 yo DS and 4 mo old DD. We ended up with major car trouble and my parents had to bail us out by driving us to our destination and spending the majority of the vacation with us.
The road trip was extremely tough. DD BF's on demand so DH and I are used to stopping a lot, no questions asked, to feed her if she seems hungry. As the trip wore on she became very agitated with spending so much time in her carseat. Sometimes it was difficult to tell if she was hungry or simply frustrated. My parents were angered by having to stop several times for me to feed her. They told me she was spoiled and would run all over me when she was a teenager. I spent a lot of the trip listening to her cry unable to do anything because they didn't want to stop. It was just awful. I just sat there and cried. I was ever so grateful that they helped us out but this I had not anticipated.
While my mom kept talking about how spoiled she was and doting on my son more as if her being "spoiled" made her undeserving of her attention, she baby talked her stupid cat the entire trip. Every time I thought she was talking to Willow, she was talking to that damn cat. The cat even came with us in the truck and sat on her lap. So it's okay to spoil the cat, just not the baby.
Anyway, things culminated the last time we stopped before our destination because she wouldn't stop crying. My mom turned around from the front seat and said "that baby is starving to death. You need to give her some food. This is ridiculous. You will never be able to have a life if you keep spoiling her like this." I stood my ground though. I said that her weight was fine and that sometimes BF'ing is like this. I told her we would just have to agree to disagree on parenting philosophies. My mother was just so disgusted. I swear, it was as if she wouldn't pay my daughter any attention because of it. Of course this comes from a woman who brags about bottle propping and CIO'ing when my brother and I were babies.
I just wanted to share how tough it was to not have a support system on the road like I have on these boards. I knew what I was doing was right but other than DH, I felt like the wacko being ostracized the entire time, not to mention the pain of hearing DD crying so much.