**gonna be long*** Well I gave birth to my son on the 28th if September, what was suppose to be the…

**gonna be long***

Well I gave birth to my son on the 28th if September, what was suppose to be the happiest day of my life and it was amazing I cried so hard. But fast forward to the 30th we’re home! I’m so excited. We live with the in laws. They have four small dogs that like to bite, one of them bit my 5 month old nephew the beginning if this year. My MIL loves her dogs more than she loves her own son (my SO). Well I told her three months before I gave birth that her dogs were not allowed around my baby because they bit my nephew. So when she holds the baby they have to be put up or taken outside. That didn’t blow over well and she’s bee pissed about that ever since then. But wait there’s more. Hospital day everyone knew I wanted my mom and my SO in the room with me when I was pushing, while I was laboring everyone was allowed up until the last minute when it came too pushing time. My moms going blind due to stage 2 diabetes, and I allowed her in cause I promised her I would let her in when I had my first born and because I wanted her to witness this before going blind. My MIL was not allowed in the room during pushing time cause I’m not comfortable with her there and she’s been fighting with me over everything my whole pregnancy. Plus she’s going to see him everyday whereas my mom won’t be able too cause she loves far away. Well we’ve stayed the night at my SOs grandparents house for the last two nights cause they asked us too. It’s literally just next door. Well I told my MIL that she could come see the baby anytime she pleases, she replied with “ I’m not going to chase down my grandson”. Again we’re just next door. I’m afraid to walk next door with my baby in arms cause I got hurt during labor and my hip/leg locks up at random times when I walk and I’m afraid of falling I tried to explain that to her. I’ve been trying to please this woman my whole pregnancy and nothing seems to make her happy. I’ve cried, I’ve fought, I’ve try to extend my hand to this woman and she’s still not pleased. I don’t know what to do anymore, I’m getting depressed cause she just keeps wanting more. I feel like she expected me to carry my son for 9 months and when he was born to just hand him over to her.