Hi Nappy.
Ok. My husband and I left the borg in 1994 and up until last year I allowed my parents to see my kids. They are now 13 and 11.
My daughter who is 13 is the one that my parents zeroed in on . My son, however, is the one they never liked from the beginning. He reminded them too much of my hubby, and of course they blame hubby for me leaving the borg. Over the years of us leaving in 1994 I allowed both of them to go visit my parents over the weekend, even allow them to take them to meetings. Although after a weekend my daugther would come home with candy or clothes that were just newly bought (but never anything for my son) so naturally there would be some sibling rivallry on their return home from the visit. It would eventually come to my son not wanting to go to see his grandparents. So we allowed the daughter to go. Well that wasn't any better, it just got worse. When she came home she would be showered with gifts from them, but there was nothing for my son. Again attitude we would get from my daugther. It would take days to get peace back into our household. Finally last year, there was a dilemma, in our household.
My daugther ended in the hospital with an awful crushing to her ankle. Okay she jumped out of our 2nd story window house. Totally crushed her ankle to smithereens!. The doctor had no idea how to fix it. He was an awsome doctor, cleaned out the bone fragments, put pins in it and we hoped for the best. We had no idea at the time whether she would walk normally on it.
While in the hospital my daughter asked to see my parents. I thought how could I deny her seeing her grandparents. So I made the dreaded phone call. Leaving out details I told my mom that my daughter had severely injured her ankle and wanted to see her. Big Mistake.
My mom over the days in the hospital pumped my daughter for information as to how this accident had happened. My mom gave her the opportunity to leave home if it was that bad at our place. (she jumped out the window at the age 12 because she wanted to meet up with a boy and we didn't allow it, because she was too young) She wasn't trying to hurt herself, she thought she could land on our balcony below and get away. Well, surprise!
Anyway, at that point I knew I could not trust my mom with my daughter, giving my daughter the outlet that if it is so bad at home she could run to them at any time. Not going to happen.
You see I have a long story with my parents, it just doesn't end with my daughter who is 13 now. I have a 23 year old daughter. that they gave the outlet to run away anytime it got tough here. She would always end up at their house. They loved it because, they thought because we left the "truth" that is why we had so many problems with our girls.
Well to make a long story short, life is easier that my children don't have contact with my parents as it causes too much stress.