We have five kids. One two year old set of twins and a set of one year old triplets(all boys) and we're both in our twenties. I've had to quit my job to take care of the kids and DHs bitch of a Mother has had to move in to help because DH works until late (homicide detective).
I never have a moment to myself. I'm either making bottles, kissing "boo-boos", washing clothes, teaching kids how to read, write etc, cooking meals, playing with kids, helping with homework, cleaning the house, running errands and tending to hubby. Last night, one of the two year olds bumped his head and needed stitches. Don't ask how. Hubbys bitch of a mother was supposed to be watching him while I fed the triplets and cooked dinner AFTER I started the laundry. By the time I got home with the five kids and his judgemental ass mother, DH was home and stressed out as usual and wondering where dinner was. NOW I had to stop dinner mid-fry to tend to our son(MIL doesn't drive. She says it's "mannish".). DH is pissed off so his mother goes to baby him and I ignore them both and prep the kids for bed. After TWO FUCKING HOURS of washing and singing and kissing and loving and reading, the kids go to sleep and I go to clean up the house because neither one of these fucking geniuses thought to help out while I played motherfathergrandparent. DH asks to talk to me in the bedroom and I flat out tell him no because I have work to do so I wont be all morning cleaning up because the triplets have a doctors appointment in the morning. So his bitch of a mother says: "My son works hard all day and all afternoon and all night while you sit on your lazy ass! The least you can do is cook a fucking meal!"
Now! Let me go over what I do in a fucking day with five kids, no help and a bitch who just lies around watching soap operas all fucking morning: Cooking three meals a day. Making two snacks a day. Making bottles. Washing clothes. Making beds. Giving baths. Brushing teeth. Feeding. Cleaning a big ass house. Feeding dogs. Cleaning dishes because cheap ass wont buy a dishwasher. Giving the kids reading, writing, color, ABC, numbers, simple anatomy, computer lessons because DH doesn't "believe" in daycare. Watching the twins play while I teach their little brothers every goddamn thing. Teaching art. and this list can go on forever!!
So I flip the HELL OUT! I tell her that she can grab her shit and get the hell out of my house(i helped buy it and I'm helping pay for it with the money in my saving account and the job i used to have) because the only reason I LET her move in was to help out and she's not even doing that! So she looks at DH like she's hurt and I couldn't care less. Then he says: "If you didn't want to take care of the kids, why didn't you just get the abortions when you had the fucking chance?!" :l Seriously? Are you serious right now? Really?
I kicked him and his mother out of my house. I don't have time for that garbage! I'm too stressed out and too busy to deal with any disrespect! He keeps calling and I'm too busy and pissed off to even answer the phone.