MY Dh has 3 kids. Who up until recently I can say I have loved very much. Their mom walked out on them a few years ago, and I was the only serious relationship after her. (the only one who had any major contact with the kids too) So I knew this was going to be hard. But at least, they didn't have a ton of women who had come and gone throughout those years. His sister was helping to take care of the kids pretty much nannying when I met him. Well, as life would have it, she met someone, and moved accross the country to be with them on very short notice. (Really great role model right?) and DH decided that since he couldn't find anyone else to help him with the kids, he would have to take them to his mom's house which was 13 hours away. (I told him I had no problem staying home with them, and this was 2 months almost 3 after I met him. He said no.) So the kids were in another state for 9 months, with bad influences all around them, and without their dad to take control. As we all know, Grandmas arent known for rules. They lived in a house with 8 adults at one point, none of which were good influences, and all had different rules than they ever had before, with different punishments. We would visit as often as we could, and I was always disgusted by how bad things were getting. Begging him to let us take them back. We had moved in together officially by then, and planning our military move accross the country. His mom decided to get a job at our new home base, and move herself into our newlywed life. Positive, we got the kids back, negative, my mil is living with us. We are currently staying in a hotel until we can move into our house in a couple of weeks. SS8 talks back, argues about everything, and the whining is unbelievable. SD6 whines and whines and whines, her voice is annoying me. SS4 is the biggest smartass, thinks he can do as he pleases, and just laughs when you yell at him. DH says things will just have to be what they are right now, we can't make them go to bed when everyone else is awake, etc. He leaves for work in the morning, he won't go register them for school(his mom went to visit his sister and she wants to be there when we register the kids because she speaks "school")and I am the one who has to be seen with these brats in public. I never thought I would call them that. I used to love this children so much, but the hellions in my hotel room, are not the children my husband raised, and he doesn't see that. All they want to do is play video games, or on DH's new Iphone, because I won't let them touch mine. He says I need to just back off, and let them do whatever will make them happy, and stop barking orders. Pick up your shoes, stop arguing, don't talk back, stop saying that word, no you won't play playstation if you don't behave, etc.. is barking orders. OMG I don't know what I am going to do. MIL pretty much tells the kids yes to anything I have already said no to, and I am losing my mind. I truly feel like this is never going to get better. I know I can't be the only person discliplining them, but I would never allow this to go on in my home from anyones kids!!!!