Event 1 - It started when my mother said that she was bringing my two-year-old son a dog for a week. My aunt was going out of town and needed a dog sitter. My mom volunteered me without asking, which honestly didn't bother me.

Event 2 - Friday was my 30th birthday. I was getting my son ready to spend the day with him. My mom showed up with my 3-year-old niece to collect the dog to take back to my aunt. My son wanted to go with them. I said okay, I could use a "me day" anyways.

Event 3 - I was on my way home from shopping, and mom called telling me to come pick up my son. When I got to her house, she was complaining about my dad, saying that he had been in a bad mood for the past couple of days and that the kids were getting in his nerves. It was clear they were also getting on her nerves. At one point my niece screamed loudly and my mom even said she was going to put tape on her mouth if she want quiet (she treats my son better than my niece). She told me to take my niece home. I told her that I could not because I only had one car seat. She told me just to strap her in. I told her that was illegal and I would not, especially without talking to her parents. Do she then told me to take her car and she would bring mine back later. I told her I did not want to take her car, I wanted mind because I had shopping bags. She got very irritated and said, "nevermind. I'll just do it myself." She was very unpleasant about it. I took my son and left.

Event 4 - She messaged me the next night and asked if I wanted to go out for my birthday dinner. I saw it as a peace offering and agreed. We agreed on 12:00 the next day. At 11:30 she showed up at my house. I had already showered and was trying to clean my house (because I try to avoid her criticism). My son was not dressed so she started to get him ready, which is fine. She told me she couldn't find and of his sandals. I couldnt either so I just grabbed a pair of tennis shoes. Immediately she started scolding me in a huffy, irritated voice. "I put alot of money into those shoes!" (She had bought him 3 pairs at the beginning of summer). I told her that she could stop buying him shoes because I was more than capable of buying him shoes. She then said "well that's not the point. It's really annoying when we are trying to leave and we can't find his shoes." And I said that no one told her to come over early to help. At this point it dawned on me that I didn't have to listen to this. I told her that my son and I were going to stay home. And she left.

I know I didn't do anything wrong, but I am in a bad mood now and I feel guilty.