>sigh<
Yes, my husband and I are living with his mother now.
His father died in Feb. My husband and I were called by his mother that night because she couldnt find him. When we went over to her house , I found his dad dead in his studio. He had been there all day. Horrible scene.
My heart just broke for those two. Being a nurse, I was able to help out by taking care of all the nasty stuff ( ambulance, pronouncing, body clean up etc...) everything they didnt need to do basically.
A few weeks afterwords, our daughter was born. My husband and I went immediatly into new parent mode. Wanting only the best but not able to afford it all. He talked about moving in with his mother before she was born but I couldnt deal with the thought. My religion requires me to do certain things in a home before I can reside there comfortably when someone dies. ( pagan ) ... any-who. I told him this, and the idea was dropped.
Until later... long story short, we decided to move in . Here we can afford a second car, we can afford for me to stay home with baby , AND go to school , AND all the neat things new parents want for thier kids. We have already gotten several savings-bonds, opened an account for her college, raised both of our life insurance...etc.. Everything we could not have afforded living on our own we can now do and then some!!!

That is the plus side. Also his mother gets to watch her granddaughter grow up during a time when she really needs family and security. She is a lovely woman. I adore her!!!
Negative side.
I never liked her husband. He was abusive, mean, and NEVER worked a day in his life... yet, he controlled all the money in the house, made her buy a house that is run down so he could ' fix things up '. Needless to say he never did any of that. Just tore the place apart. Floors ripped up. Cabinets torn down, windows covered / removed. ..... Im off track.
Basically I now have to live in his mess and watch her discover everything he ever did with out her knowledge. I have to watch her recover from loosing her husband of 32 years. My husband has to live in his fathers mess while he goes through his own recovery. I never knew his mother very well before we moved in. Now we are all living in the same space.
She has begun drinking and Im concerned about that. I TRULY understand the need for some self destructive behavior during times like this. Every person almost 'needs' to some extent, self destruct for a while. She isnt drinking 24-7, she isnt missing work, she isnt staying in bed or moping because of druinking. Honestly , she is doing rather well. I just get concerned when people look to drinking for too long.
I am starting to feel trapped in this house and I am not sure as to why or how I can fix this feeling. I feel like we will never move out and that it was an AWFUL idea to do it in the first place. I talk to my husband all the time about this . He is wonderful with me. He is able to step back and not think of it as 'his mom' but think of it in MY shoes. Bless him.. he is perfect.
Im just not sure what to do / feel/ say.. etc. I still feel like i should ASK to use the bathroom....to get food out of the pantry... I know this feeling is all my creation. but still....it is there and I dont know what to do about it.
>sigh<
Any ideas? suggestions? anyone been here? boy..i need help. I am getting depressed and I dont want to pass that on to my daughter. I dont want my marriage to suffer or my relationship with his mother to suffer. She is a very wonderful woman. I just think we did this way too soon.