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Now, our first story does follow with an update.

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And it comes from Baroque saying,

would I be the hussle if I set boundaries with my mum about my son? This is going to be a long one,

so buckle up. I gave birth six weeks ago to my first child, a little boy. My mum was over the moon excited. I knew she might have a little trouble with boundaries, but it has gotten so much worse than I thought.

For starters, she accidentally, whether truly an accident or not, I don't know, calls herself

Mum. My dad has even done it. He has said, I'll hand you to Mum, I mean Mimi, her name instead of Grandma.

He then proceeded to hand him to her even though I asked for him.

In addition, she won't let me hold him or do anything for him when I'm at her house.

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