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Mother-In-Law Mall
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Mother-In-Law Stories
December 24, 2007
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Make the Vicious Cycle
Stop! I am a very independent person, as my mother and father had
full time careers and raised me to take care of myself. They were
always there to guide me in the right direction and assist me if
I needed it, but I was always pushed to make my own decisions and
take care of myself. As my brothers and I moved out, went off to
college, and then moved on to careers in different states, all we
were required to do was to call home every Sunday to let our parents
know that we were still alive! Of course, we could call home anytime
but Sundays. I looked forward to talking to my parents each week
to update them on all the new and interesting things that were going
on in my life, and to hear about what was new and interesting with
my parents and brothers! Conversation was always light, enjoyable
and uplifting! MIL was a SAHM, and devoted her life to taking care
of her children, from doing their laundry to basically feeding them
with a spoon. She still sits at home with nothing to do, and the
problem I am facing with this is that she is ALWAYS prying and ALWAYS
has to know what is going on! She has a way of manipulating information
out of us, and then using it to be intrusive! Even though we live
30 miles from her, she still somehow finds a way to contact us every
single day! I do not mind talking to her, but it is to the point
where I do not enjoy talking to her because she has to know EVERYTHING
short of when we used the bathroom last. I have tried to keep my
distance from her, but then it turns into us "being mean"
to her, and then she cries and causes drama in the family. Then
we apologize and try to make clear to her that we just need some
space. Then, she acts like a wounded deer and makes us feel guilty.
When we get things back to normal, it starts over again, like a
vicious cycle! It seems to me that she is very lonely and wants
to be in control of everything all the time. She wants to feel
"needed", I guess. I just want to be left alone! I have
tried so many ways, without being downright mean, to shield what
is going on in my life from my MIL. I am kind of a private person,
and her intrusive nature makes me feel very uncomfortable! I would
not mind speaking to her and letting her in on what is going on
with our family if I believed that the information that I revealed
was not going to be used against me, used in a competition against
me, or used to be completely intrusive. I feel so overwhelmed that
I just want to cry. This has been emotionally taxing on DH and
me. DH has told her to leave us alone, but, like I mentioned, she
makes it out like we are being mean and tries to make us feel guilty!
I love DH so much, but I am tired and want to be left alone! Any
tools, on how to handle this vicious cycle my MIL creates, would
be greatly appreciated!
Signed - Make the Vicious
Cycle Stop!
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Last week, we had an ice
storm. It knocked out power to over 62,000 homes, mine included.
It was extremely scary and cold. The power was off for one week.
We had stayed in our home all of 3 days, and couldn't bear it anymore.
DH's mother called again, offering her tiny apartment to us. At
first it was okay. She had worked all night, so we had the apartment
to ourselves. It was quiet. Let me also say that she has so many
plants in her apartment that it felt like a jungle, and I was Indiana
Jones! Little things began to annoy her about me quickly, like
the way I folded clothes and washed dishes. Petty things really,
along with me apologizing like crazy for the inconvenience. I tried
so hard to keep all 3 kids quiet (with very little luck), and the
house perfectly tidy. On the last day or so that the electric company
said the blackout would be over, I packed up and headed out to my
home with its fully restored power. We found out, after driving
for an hour, that someone had forgotten to put up a new line to
our house, so we were told that it would be one more day. DH had
to drive fast to get us back to his mother's, and make it back down
to where he worked on time. I completely avoided MIL by helping
the kids with their baths and putting them to sleep, knowing that
she was going to leave after all was done. She did not leave before
she grabbed her chest, screeching in front of the kids about how
all the apartments were all on one well, and we were going to drain
it dry. We were going to get her kicked out so again. I apologized,
and tried to calm my kids down. I took them into the other room
and explained that this wasn't going to happen. Of course, it didn't.
Now she wants us to come back and spend Christmas Eve with her.
DH said that it was up to me, and he would stand by my side no matter
what. BTW, I did tell him how she scared the kids, and he was so
mad that he called her "a crazy, nut job b!tch". In 14
years of marriage I have never once seen his buttons be pushed by
her making him resort to calling her names. I still get a good
chuckle out of it. What I don't understand is why the ILs or other
relatives do things like this and then expect US to just let it
slide
Signed - Somebody Please
Throw Mama From A Train
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MIL is seriously the worst
woman on earth! I think the word mother doesn't even belong to
her! Here is a poem I wrote just for her. I hope she reads it!
Poem for MILs who lack the word MOTHER.
There should be no word "Mother" in the relation Mother-in-law,
Because mothers have a heart of gold.
My MIL is so pretentious and obnoxious,
On few dollars and fake diamonds, she's sold.
On the day I was married,
She was yelling at somebody.
As years passed by,
I came to know she yells for no reason at everybody.
Few weeks ago she said to me
How I had stolen her son from her.
How she wanted her son back
Or I would never hear from her.
In my mind I thought
Wouldn't that be a blessing?
Never hear from her means
No yelling, no bullying, and no cursing.
She continued on to say
I was binding her son in children responsibility.
She wanted her son only and
Now we have a family of three in our tree.
What a screwed up grandmother
My children have on hand.
Gee, I have one child,
Another one's coming as planned.
To that, she defined nausea, tiredness, dizziness
No big deal - something every pregnant woman suffers
Millions of children are born
Yet swollen feet is the new cancer!
Not my problem that dear MIL
You are so fat.
God gave us food.
Not all to put in our stomach, butts and pants!
Interestingly my FIL was all silent
When this happened
Housewives mouths on loose
Shouldn't there be a vulgar control agency for that?
My husband understands
On what went on
Some people just stay in the past,
While life goes on and on!
My ILs will never change,
Nor will their complaints and disappointments.
Good-bye to you and your cockiness
Thank goodness you're 8000 miles away!
Next time, pick your words carefully, MIL.
Because I will give you no ear.
You'll always remain sad and miserable
Your words on me have no fear!
You, MIL, are cut off forever
From my children and from my life
Now you'll know what it is to be
Your son's mean wife!
Signed - Your Son's Mean
Wife!
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