36 weeks pregnant with twins on bed rest and trapped by my Nmom. I have no other support system except my husbands mom who is a tad unstable right now as she suffers from mental illness. I have been berated about my weight, my husbands weight, our cleanliness, she goes through the trash, our closets and bathroom drawers my husbands pants pockets our fridge, the couch cushions and screams at me for about an hour at a time if she finds things she doesn't like. If it wasn't for my 2 year old I would get my husband to set up food and my walker by the bed and just be left alone. We tried to get daycare but no last minute available.  I don't know how much longer I can do this with getting berated and yelled at I'm 34 years old. I have no friends or other family, she has me right where she likes me. 9 more days until my c section and then I get a vacation from it in the hospital. Abdominal surgery feels like a vacation to me and that's depressing as hell.