I can’t stand my father-in-law 😐

He’s most obnoxious man I’ve ever had to be around in my life. I literally don’t even know how my husband turned out so great considering how is father acts.

Here’s just a little background on him; my husbands mother was diagnosed with brain cancer when he was 14. His mom and dad had 2 other kids as well, my husband being the oldest. They told her she could do chemo, but the odds were very slim of her surviving, so his dad just gave up on her and their marriage. He started seeing other women while she was sick and they ended up getting divorced. She went to live with her parents, while the kids went to live with their Aunt, which is her sister. At some point their dad got them back, don’t know how that went down because my husband hates talking about that part of his life and it’s very hard on him, which I completely understand so I don’t bring the subject up unless he does.

He will walk into our house looking for us, saying “hey brats! Where you at?!” For one; I’m not your daughter so don’t call me a brat, two; you’re not funny, and three; I’m not a brat! He has the most obnoxious, loud voice to go along with his personality too. I just wanna claw my ears off when he’s talking, which is all the time whenever you’re around him and it’s ALWAYS about himself. You could be saying “wow the grass at the park is so green today” and he’d say back “well you should see my grass! I have the greenest grass ever because I use this special fertilizer that no one else has!”. No matter what the conversation is, it always goes back to him.

The next day after I gave birth, he came in to the hospital with his girlfriend, and my husbands sister. The first thing he said when he looked at my son was “just think, in a few years he’ll be a big brat just like his dad”. This severely pissed off my mom and I. She said back “oh no he’s not! He’s going to be a precious angel!” Meanwhile I just say there with the look of death on my face, already in so much pain from pushing out a baby for 2 1/2 hours and only getting 3 hours of sleep. I could feel the heat of anger go from my head to my toes as I sat there holding back tears because I just wanted him to leave right after that. I’m very stand-off-ish and non-confrontational person, so dealing with a person like him is very hard for me because as much as I would love to tell him to shut the hell up, I can’t. I can’t even be nonchalant about it either. I’m just a shy person, so I hold in all this anger about it and it just keeps building up because he’s such a idiot and says such dumb stuff all the time. I can’t talk to my husband about it either because he just gets defensive and angry with me.

Everyday since we’ve gotten home from the hospital, I’ve felt on edge with just the thought of him coming over. He’s been here once with his girlfriend since the baby came home, there were also 2 of our friends and my mom here. They wanted to hold the baby obviously and I said “here’s some hand sanitizer so you don’t have to go wash your hands” and he goes “well it’s a good thing some of us have done this a few times so we know what to do”. I said back “well I’m just reminding everyone so they don’t forget. I don’t want to have a sick newborn” and he goes, “what? Are you saying I have dementia?” In his obnoxious, loud voice and then follows with his obnoxious, loud laugh. Then a little bit later, he’s bragging about how he pays people groceries in stores and how he always donates to the March of Dimes. We all just sat there like “uh okay? Why are you telling us this? Do you need a damn gold star to stick on your forehead now or what?”

It just makes me sick to my stomach to think that my son has to be in this guys life. I don’t even want him to look at my son, touch my son, or be around my son. I don’t know how to get over this feeling or how to even cope with it. It makes me just cry out of anger.

I’m sorry for such a long post, I just really had to vent to people other than my mom. Am I wrong for feeling this way? Is this kind of normal? Like I just don’t want to share my little innocent baby with their crude ways. It took me 9 long, hard months to grow him inside of me, 18 extremely hard hours to get him out in this world and I can’t stomach the thought of them thinking they can’t just do whatever/say whatever just because he has their last name. I just want him all to myself and I want to protect him from people who act like that.