No more babysitting for you!

My in laws that is... they pissed me off to the point where I am not going to have them babysit for me anymore!!!
I have been teaching 5-6 times a month. I teach CPR and first aid classes for Red Cross. While Roger and Billie are here, I have been having them babysit Cailin. Yesterday was one of those days. The whole day started bad. I had told them to show up at 10. I had to leave at 1015 for work. They show up at 9:30. I had just stepped out of the shower. My clean underwear that I needed to wear for the day is on the main floor of the house (where they were standing) in my laundry room. My bathrobe DOES NOT cover me up anymore. I get out of a nice shower, cleaned up, and had to put on sweaty PJ's to go down and get clean clothes. That felt great.
I got my clothes and went back upstairs. I am the type of person, if I start getting ready at 930, with the plan that I have to be ready at 10, then it is hard to get everything done to be ready at 945 instead… I just can’t work that way. I had to get myself and Cailin both ready. I thought I was making good progress when at 945, I was downstairs getting Cailin dressed. Roger and Billie kept saying “are you ready yet? Is Cailin ready to go yet? Finally, I had to tell them that we weren’t going to be ready till about 10 after 10. I was trying to hurry, but there was just a bunch to have to do. She needed to brush her teeth, get shoes and socks on, and brush her hair…. And I had to get her diaper bag ready still. Cailin wasn’t being horribly difficult, but then again, she wasn’t all too cooperative either. That is normal for Cailin though. I had planned this into my amount of time to get ready thing. Finally she is ready. I start loading her diaper bag as well as my bag for work as well. I put something into the diaper bag, and then saw something that I was going to need for me, so I stopped and threw that into my bag which was next to the diaper bag. Billie grabs the diaper bag and tells me she is going to put it out in the car. I take it back and tell her that I am still loading it up, and to please wait. This is why I wanted them here at 10 and not 930. I want to be dressed and ready to go when someone shows up to babysit or what ever the cause. My mom was always telling me to hurry up when I was getting ready for school and it was annoying… just because I wasn’t ready and waiting 10 minutes before I needed to be ready, she was always telling me ‘hurry up’ when I wasn’t even late. Now that I am a grown woman, I don’t need someone else doing the same thing to me. Anyway, I tell them the bag is ready. I show Billie where Cailin’s Motrin is and also the sun block. I ask her to make sure she puts the sun block on Cailin if they are outside. Roger scoops up Cailin and whisks her out the door. I say wait a minute; I would like to at least give her a hug and a kiss before I go. I pick her up (to which Billie tells me I shouldn’t be lifting her: eye roll… I know what I can and can’t do). I asked Cailin if she wanted me to buckle her into her car seat. She said yes. I am glad I did… it wasn’t hooked in the car correctly at all. If you don’t know how to install the car seat properly, DON”T DO IT!!! Or ASK SOMEONE WHO DOES… this is a MAJOR safety thing. I fix the car seat and try to show them how it goes and then hook Cailin in, give her hugs and kisses and then they are on their way. They left at 10:10. I left at 10:20. Just like I had planned. They were taking Cailin to Billie’s mom’s house which they are trying to pack everything up to sell it.
I go to my dr appt, and then to work. I finish right at 2, meet Chris and head towards where they were. We called and told them we were on our way, but also told them we hadn’t had anything to eat all day so we were going to go through a drive thru and grab some lunch, we would be there in about 45 minutes. We get there around 3ish. Cailin runs out and is eating a cinnamon roll thingy from McDonalds. I wasn’t overly surprised because they said they were going there for breakfast. Cailin loves to get McDonalds Pancakes. After we get there, the guys load up stuff into the truck that they need to take to the dump. Then Billie tells me they hadn’t had any lunch and were waiting for us… how about if the guys take stuff to dump, and then girls ride separately and we all meet at this taco place for ‘lunch’. We told them we were going to stop and eat on the way… and why is Cailin not eating till 3:30… that will make dinner fun. And why is she eating an entire ORDER of cinnamon rolls things from McDonalds if she hasn’t had lunch. Turns out she had breakfast of McDonald’s chicken nuggets at 11. What a nutritious day right? I didn’t give her breakfast before they left because they said they were going to get her pancakes. I bit my tongue and didn’t say anything. This taco place we were going to go to was an equally nutritious place to eat. On the way there, Billie is telling me everything they did while I was working. They were busy. Cailin too! I noticed Cailin had some added color on her little arms and asked Billie if she remembered the sun block. She said she didn’t put any on her because they were in the shade. I saw where they were working in the yard… it isn’t shady. Most of the outside where they were is not shady. She needs something to protect her little skin. I am sorry, tan lines on a 2 year old are not cute in any way. Cailin wasn’t burnt by any means, but she did get some sun. I tried to keep my tone light, but I told Billie “I told you she needed sun block on when she was outside… you can get the exposure even in the shade”. Cailin was looking sleepy. I asked if she had a nap and Billie said they were too busy and she didn’t. I bit my tongue and didn’t say anything.
We get to the taco joint and Cailin didn’t eat anything… it was either because she just had all the cinnamon rolls or the stuff was too spicy hot… or both. She was also sleeping when we got there. I tell Billie I am going to get her out of the car and try to keep her asleep if possible since she hadn’t napped. As soon as I pick her up, Billie is rubbing Cailin’s arms trying to wake her up to ask her if she is hungry. It worked. She woke up. On the way back to the house, Billie tells me they are going to stay there and work a bit more. I think to myself this is a good idea, I can get Cailin a nap, even though it is late and it will be a short one. We get back to the house. I fight Cailin for 20 minutes to get her to calm down and to get to sleep. Once she quiets down, I go out to the garage where Roger, Billie and Chris were working. I thought I was being nice when I said “Cailin normally is tired enough to nap around 130 or 2 ish. From now on when you are watching her, would you please try to get her down for a nap? It makes it really hard later that night and the following day when she doesn’t nap”. I thought I was being nice. Billie tells me in her little sing-song voice “well, we were just having too much fun. We want to have as much fun with Cailin as possible; we don’t want her to have to nap when she is with us”. I told her again how hard it is at night and the next day. Cailin is so tired and fights everything, gets spanked, I end up in tears and it is just not worth it, she needs to nap. Roger pipes in “well, we don’t have to deal with her when she is like that”. I wanted to reach over and smack the shit out of him. I am glad there was a flat bed trailer between the two of us. It isn’t like she is 10 years old and can go without a nap… she is 2. I don’t know many 2 year olds that can go with no nap at all. You would think that they would agree to let her nap so she doesn’t get run down and get sick…. again… but nope, not them. They just want to have fun with her. I was pissed. I was pissed enough that I wasn’t going to stay in the garage and help them. I told them I was going to go inside and listen for Cailin incase she woke and needed me. I thought it was incredibly rude they would deny a parents request to give the child a nap when she needs it.
I sat in the living room fuming. Chris came in and checked on me. I was close to tears because once again, I am the moody, irrational daughter in law. They like Steph… she doesn’t “pick fights” and will let things go a lot more than I do. I was brought up that if something isn’t right, you fight to fix it… and that is what was going to do with the care for my daughter. I didn’t argue on everything. I bit my tongue when she was running through the dirty garage with no shoes on. When I say dirty, I don’t mean dirt on the floor; I mean who knows what is on the floor… metal pieces of things, broken flower pots…. I didn’t say anything about the wonderful diet that she had and the fact they almost skipped lunch for her. I kept my mouth shut. It wasn’t worth it. But I was going to argue about the nap. Oh, before I left the garage, Billie did make it clear that she was not going to put Cailin down for a nap on the days they babysat. They wanted to spend all the time playing.
When Chris came in to check on me, I told him that I was trying to be nice, but that it was rude that they wouldn’t agree to do the ONE request that I had. He told me that I was rude to them. Why is it that when there is a battle between me and his parents, he sides with them? (I asked later, long story, big argument). On the way home, I came up with a simple solution… I am not having them babysit any more. If Deana can’t do it, then no one will. I know Deana makes sure Cailin naps. She has seen Cailin on her bad days. I don’t HAVE to teach. It is my adult time away… I am not doing it because we need the $$.
I didn’t think my request was too bad… I had 2 small ones that they chose not to follow. Both of them are not that hard. They are not made to make it ‘no fun for grandma and grandpa’. 1. Is it really too hard to spray sun block on a child so they can have healthy skin later in life, and 2. If you see your grandchild as much as they are seeing Cailin, and hour and a half worth of a nap while she is with you isn’t going to KILL YOU!!!!!! They lost their baby sitting privileges.
Please be honest with me… am I being irrational from lack of sleep and pregnancy, or would this bother you too????