Taken from life. “My mother -in -law wants to raise my child according to her rules”: my husband allows her

When I kept my newborn child in my arms, I thought that nothing could destroy this bond. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/f5fb4d/620x0/1/0/2025/03/21/ug0ukfsxllvwwclnynjq7Phfokhp7Phbzhrlgv32x.jpg" alt = "grandmother and child @pexels" styles = "background-color: rgba (139,139,135.0.55)" > < p > I was tired, sore, but happy.

< p > m & oacute; j the world has just changed.

< p > but I didn't know that someone else is already planning what this world should look like.

< p > My mother -in -law appeared in our home on the first day after returning from the hospital.

< p > determined. Confident. < p > — Let me show you how a child is holding. You do it wrong.

< p > — Do not dress him so thick, after all, you will sweat.

< p > — Do not wear it so much, because he will get used to.

< p > at the beginning I was too tired to protest.

< p > I thought: helps. Wants well.

< p > but it was worse every day.

< p > began to make decisions for me.

< p > what a child eats when p & oacute; if to sleep, how to sleep.

< P >She took them from my hands, m & oacute; Wiła:

< p > — Mom must rest. Grandma will take care of.

< p > but she didn't do it out of concern.

< p > she did it because she wanted to take control.

< p > because she was always right.

< p > reimbursement & oacute; < p > — We have to do something about it. She pushes me out of the role of my mother. < p > He looked at me and sighed:

< p > — You exaggerate. After all, mom helps you.

< p > I felt the earth removed from the n & oacute; g.

< p > he did not understand.

< p > or did not want to understand.

< P > One day, when I was & oacute; I saw my mother -in -law my child.

< p > Sam.

< p > without my consent.

< p > in my bathroom.

< p > in my bathtub. < p > with my baby. < p > — What are you doing ?! & Amp; MDASH; I shouted. < p > looked at me indignantly.

< p > — I do what you should do better.

< p > and then I burst.

< p > I took the child in my arms and said quietly:

< p > — This is my child. And I will decide how to raise them.

< p > I looked at my husband.

< p > stood in the corner.

< p > quiet.

< p > without a word.

< p > and then I understood something terrible.

< p > I don't have his support.

< p > I have no support. < p > I only have myself and this tiny heart, which & oacute; re be just next to my.

< p > tonight I didn't sleep.

< p > I looked at my son and promised myself one thing:

< p > I won't let anyone take my motherhood.

< p > even if it meant that I will leave.

< p > because I prefer to be alone with a child than with a family where & oacute; Rej I have no right to be a mother.