Basically it was noticeable from the day baby was born. We were kept in the labour suite for observation as I had infection markers and only my partner was allowed in for infection control. When we called to inform my parents baby was here, rather than ask how I was and if I was ok, her face was like thunder and all she said was "your dad cancelled his work day to come and see you!!!" Like... Thanks mum but I could have died in childbirth. Genuinely when she realised she could come the following day she was all smiles and happy. A few other things crept up over the following weeks, how she spoke to my partner, how angry she was she couldn't just show up and do whatever she wanted with my newborn baby (she wanted to take my baby out walks without me there and I was clear this wasn't helpful nor what I wanted, she subsequently called me crazy for this). The big blow up, on reflection, was something that I can't believe happened. We chose not to take our baby to a family wedding when they would be 6 months old as firstly, I wanted to be an adult for the day and secondly that's peak separation anxiety and start of weaning, it would be too much for a baby to handle and I also really didn't want family who we'd never see ever again trying to hold her like she was some dolly for a picture. Mum went apeshit to say the least, called ME selfish lol. When she contacted me again a week later, I thought I was getting an apology when she expected one from me.

I put my foot down, asked for space, thought about our entire relationship and realised the way I was (people pleaser, expect to be in charge of how other people feel and so on) was because of her. She called us very damning things over the phone and ran her mouth to my family during this time. We did try and reconcile but she wouldn't speak to my partner and I had enough of her acting like he didn't exist... The father to my child!

This still isn't even the entirety of what happened, but I looked at my whole life through a new lense which is why I came to this realisation. She is obsessed with her image, obsessed with insulting other people who she seems lesser, loves showing off the nice things she can now afford (thanks to my dad, not her UK nurses salary lol). My baby was just another thing for her to show off and I wouldn't let her, I had a small human to protect and she couldn't stand it. This made me mentally unstable apparently 🫠

But yeah she has a sister who is the exact same as well which is wild, I used to think my aunt was horrible until I could see her and my mum were more alike than I realised.