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Mother-In-Law Mall
A place to find great gifts!
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Mother-In-Law Stories
November 2, 2006
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I was diagnosed with breast
cancer and my DH, who couldn't deal with it at the time, left me
and my 7-year-old DD. After he left, I still had more surgery scheduled,
and even though my MIL knew about the surgery, she never once called
to see how I was or to ask if she could help care for me or my DD
(her own GD!) during or after the operations. To this day, she
still tells everyone that it's my fault that my DH left, and it's
my fault that my DD is still mad at her father for leaving when
she needed him the most.
Signed - All My Fault
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( here is my story )
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My MIL is a horrible cook.
You can't even mention knowing how to make a recipe a tiny bit different
than hers or she will freak out and get all mad. Well DH and I
were getting stuff together for our home, she came up to me with
a potato masher and told me that DH likes his potatoes mashed (with
lumps). This is just hilarious because the day before that he had
told me how he hated her mashed potatoes, and he loved mine (really
creamy). We gave each other a look and had to stifle our giggles.
He said that he always thought that his mom cooked just fine until
he tried my food. LOL. Now he can't stand to eat her cooking.
Signed - Fabulous Cook
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( here is my story )
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Shortly after meeting
my DH's parents for the first time, I called him at his house, where
he lived with his parents. He asked if I would please (a) call
his cell phone, or (b) lie about my identity so that his mother
wouldn't know it was me calling. After all, it might upset her,
and DH didn't want to deal with the consequences. As a result,
at the age of 44 (almost 45), after putting myself through college,
landing a decent job, getting an apartment and raising two daughters
as a single mom, I found myself in the untenable position of sneaking
around like a teenager. Apparently, his parents thought that I
was a "nice girl" until they learned that I was older
than he was, a single mother, a Type II diabetic, and, EVEN WORSE,
not their religion. After a couple of years of doing this while
we were dating, I put my foot down and refused to sneak around.
By then the DH had grown a backbone and let his folks know that
we were in a serious, long-term relationship. What happened next
is another story.
Signed - All Good Things
Come To Those Who Wait
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( here is my story )
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