My Daughter Recently Divorced and Moved Back Home with Her Baby into Our Cramped Apartment

Recently, my daughter got divorced and moved back in with us, toddler in tow, squeezing into our already cramped flat.

Not long ago, my daughter separated from her husband and settled in with usher, the baby, my husband, and me, all packed into our little London apartment like tinned sardines. Id hoped that while she was on maternity leave, she might spend some time at my mums place. Fat chance of that nowMum, at 68, has only gone and got remarried, shacking up with her new bloke.

When she first rang to announce her impending nuptials, I nearly choked on my tea. At her age! But no, she was dead serious. Mum had been on her own for years after Dad passed two decades ago. Id left home at 35, settled down with my husband and kids in the city, and visited Mum a few times a monthChristmas, birthdays, the usual.

Thankfully, Mums in good nickfit as a fiddle, still tending to her garden and house without a fuss. My husband and I pop over to help with the heavy liftingmowing the lawn, chopping firewoodbut otherwise, shes fiercely independent.

And now? Now shes gone and moved a man in! Absolute betrayal, if you ask me. She had no business doing this to us. Her fiancé, some old flame from her youth, reappeared a few years back, and before you know it, they were off to the registry office in Julyno fuss, just a quiet do at a pub with close family.

We didnt go. Frankly, it was mortifying. What on earth did she need a husband for at her age? Couldnt she have just carried on as she was? Im dead against this marriage and still cant wrap my head around it. Shes got a lovely three-bed housenow shared with him!

The blokes got nothing to his namejust three grown kids and a herd of grandkids. Whyd she do it? How could she do this to us? Now that theyre legally hitched, hes got a claim on our inheritance. Meanwhile, were stuck in our shoebox flat while my divorced daughter and grandson camp out in the spare room.

Id thought Mums place might be a temporary solutionsome space for my daughter while shes on leave. But no, Mums too busy playing newlywed.

We didnt speak for months. Then my auntMums sisterrang from Devon to scold me. Said I ought to be happy for Mum, that shes entitled to her joy. Worrying about inheritance while shes still alive? Bit grim, isnt it? Well, pardon me for thinking practically.

Mark my wordsinstead of inheriting Mums house, well be left with some doddering old stranger, his penniless brood, and a lifetime of legal squabbles over who gets what. So yes, I stand by itMums in the wrong here, and Ive every right to be miffed.