I moved in with DH to help his dad. It seems to me that he is more than able to get his own drinks, meals, whatnot. However, he does it selectively. Example: Going to the fridge (gasp) getting ice cream or a beer but never a chilled bottled water or prepared salad or meal. He expects those to be served to him. I am 37 weeks pregnant, in early labor and have a 15 month old running around. I do NOT have the time or desire anymore, at this point, to make him the typical entree and sides. I am sure he knows this, but he just sits ALL DAY LONG and expects it to be served to him every single day. I am dying.
Today, my DH made him some caesar salad wraps with tortillas. Rather than thank him, when we came in and DH asked how they were, his dad said that they were crappy and fell apart as he tried to eat them. Please understand, we do everything for this capable person. I expressed to my DH that his father was being incredibly disrespectful, as I saw my DH working for 20 minutes or more to make these nice for his dad.
DH went off on ME! He just went berzerk on ME!!! And then he went to his dad and his dad said that he absolutely didn't complain and it was all in MY HEAD, my DH seemed almost gleeful and called me several horrible names and rubbed his dad's forehead. I am thinking, this is the same person I took to chemo all last year and bring him his coffee, juice and paper every morning while he just sits all day?
I feel so, SO betrayed. And I am having a baby! The dad just narrowed his eyes and said that I must have a grudge against him and MY dh just laughed and agreed! I feel that I have entered a twilight zone and am the only one with a normal compass. I am so, so sad. I think I need to leave this situation. I have done so much, yet this has left me reeling. Thoughts?