UGH... I'm so beyond stressed out anymore, it's ridiculous. I'm not sure what the effects of stress are on pregnancy but I'm hoping this little one is doing okay in there. I snapped at my mother this morning who in turn snapped back. I was at work all day and didn't have to see her but apparently she was in a bitchy mood ever since.
Back in July we moved out of our apartment and in with a sort-of relative of OH's. My mom had the girls for the weekend while we moved in and got everything situated. Well our 2nd day there, I freaked over a bunch of things and didn't feel like it was a decent environment to bring my kids into. Looking back, we probably should have stayed but oh well. The sort-of relative had a ton of cats and they weren't exactly the neatest of people but OH had cleaned their house up pretty well prior to us moving our stuff in.
So I freaked about certain things at their house and decided to move in with my parents instead and that's why we're now here. The day we moved our stuff from their house to my parent's, my mom helped and freaked out over the mess in their house (it honestly wasn't that bad), the smell of the house (it didn't smell bad, honestly), all this stuff. She overreacted because we used to tell her just how horrible this person's house used to be. Hoarder-style. But lots of cleaning was done and they were keeping up on a good portion of it, so it was drastically improved but my mom is a drama queen and just started pretending she was gagging, pretending she couldn't breathe and then yelled at me for thinking of taking my kids over there. I swear, the woman over-reacted. It wasn't bad at all. It looked like a normal, clean house with some piles of mess in their living room (we were going to have our own, separate living room) but whatever.
Okay so fast-forward to this morning when I wake up and go downstairs and there's a pile of cat vomit in the kitchen. OH tells me that my step-dad stepped in it, wiped his foot off on the rug and walked away to eat breakfast and watch tv. Just left it sit. I couldn't put the baby down to play because it was there... so annoyed, I went to my mom's "smoking room" and simply said "When's the vomit going to be cleaned up because we can't let the baby walk around?" She said soon, that she was still trying to wake up (she'd been up well over a half hour) and I said, "OK, just asking because it's been there awhile." She said it wasn't there when she went to bed last night and I said, "I know... but it's been there since certain other people (meaning my stepdad) woke up. So I was just wondering." She snapped and said she'd clean it right then and I said it was fine, I'd take care of it... I was just wondering because she complained so much about Sue's (OH's sort-of relative) house. So she got all pissy for me comparing their houses but honestly... lately... Sue's house would have been in much better shape for us to live in so I'm not even sorry I said it. I'm tired of the BS here. Their laziness. All of it.
Supposedly one of my 2 cats has been peeing all over her smoke room. She locked them up in there over a month ago because they kept "terrorizing" her two cats and dog and one of them peed on a pile of clothes. So she says they're peeing all over the clothes back there and is demanding we get rid of one of them. I find this hilarious because HER 2 cats and dog are peeing throughout the house and vomiting throughout the house but continue to have free reign whereas mine get locked up and one of them has to go.
I'm just at my wits end with her, my stepdad's laziness, their alcoholic behaviors, everything. We cannot move out of here soon enough.