So I sucked it up, and we let MIL babysit *long*

MIL is not mentally stable- just last week, she wasn't even talking to us. I have several concerns about her babysitting- including that she doesn't drive/have a car, she doesn't live in a safe neighborhood, her house is baby unfriendly, and she admittedly hates the sound of a baby crying- it gives her migrains (and those are just the starter concerns). 

Thursday was DH's birthday, and we didn't plan to do anything, since I have laryngitis and haven't been feeling well all week. Well, MIL called and said that one of DH's cousins won't be around for Easter and wanted to meet LO while she was home now for Spring Break. DH looked at his schedule, and there was no way we could do anything this weekend. And MIL offered to babysit for today while he's working- which would be 14.5 hours WHILE I'M HOME?!? No way. So then she offered to babysit for DH's birthday so we could get dinner and see a movie. Normally, I'm not for this because I wasn't raised by having people babysit so my parents could go out and have fun, but I knew that DH's aunt and cousins wanted to meet DD, and I was too sick to be there with them, so we agreed to let MIL have her. So here's how it went...

First, we get there, and I explain that there are 2 bottles (of BM)- one that she'll probably want soon, and one that she probably won't need. DH tells her to put them in a cup of warm water and not directly in the microwave (he's done this there before, so we knew she already knew that). Then, DH pulled out a CD and asked her if she was sure she knew how to put them on (she only did it once with him showing her how), and she kinda blew him off and was like, "yeah I know." He showed her the wet bag. And we were off.

Dinner was quick, and as we were walking to the car, DH notices that MIL called already. So, of course, I'm panicked. Basically, she called to say she ate the first bottle and all was well. WHEW! So we were off to see AIW (great movie).

We go to pick up DD and notice right away, she's in a different outfit. MIL explains that she peed through her first diaper (ok, then you waited WAY too long to change her because the only time that happened to me was when I was unable to change DD for a few hours). So she changed her outfit too. Then, she went through 2 poopy diapers. Ok. And she went through the 2nd bottle. So I look at the diaper bag, and everything's been torn out and thrown all over a chair (and I am an anally organized person, so my bag was tidy and organized before we left). Fine. I cleaned it up. So we get home, and DH said MIL must not have put the diapers on right to have the messes she had. He was right- I went to change DD, and they were on so poorly that she had poop all up her leg. This only bothered me because of how she dismissed him when he offered to show her again how to put them on.

All that being vented out... DD was in a great mood when we picked her up, and she slept for 6 hours after we got her home.