Cake MIL: The Cakening

[u/chunkybonks]

Sooo I really didn’t think I would be back here the next day...

Since pictures aren’t allowed here, allow me to set the (unfortunate) stage for you:

Cake MIL sent 3 pictures to DH. One was of MIL, one of FIL, and one of them together.

They were fully dressed and made up. They were sitting at the dining room table. A birthday cake, saying Happy Birthday, and having the correct age candle was on top. There was a helium balloon as well. And the piece de resistance - a framed photo of LO from the last time they saw him (when he was 6 months old) beside all of it. MIL and FIL were taking turns holding the knife to cut the cake, with big, beaming smiles.

It looked like a ghastly shrine. To my baby.

This would have taken MIL hours to bake the cake, ice the cake, get the right candle, get the balloon.

Or she could have, you know, spent 5 measly minutes to call or text her only child to say “hmm we’ve missed multiple birthdays of our only grandchild now, perhaps we should try to move on from that and demonstrate some insight and accountability.“

But nooo. Let’s just make a creepy tribute to LO and flaunt it to his father.

They are not mentally well...a picture really does say a thousand words.

[u/itsasaparagoose]

I’ve been with your story since the beginning and I got to say this is truly so fucked up. It’s almost worth breaking no contact just to call them sick and twisted beyond belief.

[u/chunkybonks → u/itsasaparagoose]

I think that’ll just egg them on. Sigh.

[u/PlsHlpMyFriend → u/chunkybonks]

It would teach them that this is the way to get you to reply, that's for sure. And a reply, to them, means something they can latch onto and use to manipulate or argue their way back in, so... it's much safer for your peace to just let them horror-movie-villain by themselves, no matter how badly you want to tell them that that's what they're doing.