Dear OH -
Yes I understand you needed to dry your hair before heading off for your first day in your new job. What I don't understand is why you did it in the bedroom while our daughter was finally asleep (and so was I) after I'd spent four hours feeding her and desperately trying everything to get her to sleep some more and not disturb you in the process. You've left me incredibly pissed off with a very grumpy baby who is tired but now refuses to sleep. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night as as you may recall I sat up with you at silly am because you were nervous about your first day so I made you calm down and got you back to sleep, got half an hour kip myself before LO woke up for a feed. Way to thank me!
To my aunt - 1. Yes you are Nanny Bess to Daisy. But NO will my mother be referred to as Nanny Sue! Even though she is no longer with us she will ALWAYS be her Nanny and that's what she will call her when we talk about her. YOU get called Nanny Bess because I want her to know you are NOT her real Nanny. No way after everything you have done to me will you ever ever be put on the same level as my mother. And STOP referring to me as your daughter!!! YOU ARE NOT MY MOTHER! It's not my fault your son is a douche and won't respond to you in anything other than a grunt, perhaps you shouldn't have opted to work every single Christmas day for the money because you hate Christmas so why should he enjoy it? We all know you wanted a daughter really but I am not it.
2. You fell off a horse and broke your back, it was worse than they thought and now you have screws and bolts holding it together, you're lucky to not be paralysed. So STOP bloody pushing your luck! Don't put the washing on yourself or hang it on the line because you don't want to bother your fucking bone idle husband. He needs to get off his fat arse and help you!! Same goes for your son and his skank of a girlfriend. If they want to live there and get cheap rent they should help out!! You WILL end up in a wheelchair at this rate.
To MIL she is still not your baby now fuck off you crazy woman!
To FIL if I want to call her my munchkin or any other nickname I will. She is my baby!
To my dad, you have not spoken to me since the day after your first grandchild was born. For this, you can go and royally screw yourself. I no longer consider you my father, you lost me for 18 years, got me back and you don't bother with me. You still don't even know her name. Nor will you ever. You will not see her. You will not hear from me again. I have deleted your number. We have moved house. Good bye.
To my cat, happy 2nd birthday baby girl xxxx
I feel the need to cry now
Oh last one, to OH, you had better be thankful for what I have done for you. I have left everything and everyone for you. I have nobody here, this little town is a shithole, I know we've only been here two weeks but I am already lonely beyond belief
it had better be worth it.