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Mother-In-Law Stories
March 4, 2010
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When we came home from
the hospital with my son, I was extremely sore from a c-section
and couldn't get up and down on my own. The ILs, BIL, SIL, and
my nephews came over to meet the newest family member. For months,
I had been anticipating introducing my amazing nephew to his new
cousin. He's old enough to understand some of the process and was
so excited from early on. Well, I was breast-feeding DS when they
arrived. MIL came into the room and I asked her to hold DS while
I got ready to switch sides. She took the baby, with me ASKING
for him back, and went and introduced him to everyone while I sat
there, unable to even get up. He didn't finish nursing, and I was
robbed of the first introduction. I still get a knot in my throat
when I think about it. I just don't understand her. She takes
such liberties sometimes, and it's accepted by the family as, "Well,
that's just the way she is."
Signed - Trying To Understand
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My friend gave me a baby
shower at her home. She invited my mother, SIL, and MIL. My mother
was recovering from surgery, and decided that she wasn't up to attending.
My SIL had to work that day. MIL specifically said that she wasn't
coming. The rest of the guests were my friends from work and church.
Two days before the shower, SIL left a message on our answering
machine saying that MIL wasn't going because she knew I didn't want
her there. At that point in my pregnancy, I had no energy for MIL's
drama queen antics. I deleted the message and didn't call SIL back.
The shower was held outdoors on a beautiful summer day. My friend
had gone to a lot of trouble to make everything nice. Then, MIL
showed up! She said that she had decided to come after all. She
started chain smoking, and she dropped the butts on the patio floor.
She didn't ask if anyone minded if she smoked. The hostess brought
her a saucer to use as an ashtray, but MIL didn't bother to pick
up the butts she had dropped. She completely dominated the conversation,
saying no one had ever given her a shower or any nice gifts. Slowly,
the gathering was ruined. Everyone was polite to MIL because that's
the sort of people they were. I wanted to grab her by the hair
and drag her to her car. But, I didn't want to make the others
any more uncomfortable than they already were. The hostess had
ordered box lunches in advance, and since MIL had said she wasn't
coming, there wasn't one for her. Several people offered to share,
and the hostess offered to make her a sandwich. But, MIL said she
wasn't hungry. She continued to blow smoke while we ate. I prayed
for the Second Coming, because that was the only way MIL was going
to leave. She had something to say about each gift I opened. "Oh,
she already has one of those!" "The baby will choke on
that if he puts it in his mouth." "She's having a boy,
why didn't you get that in blue?" This was so typical of the
way MIL acted. I can't explain it. If someone else got something
she didn't ever have, she tried her best to ruin it for them. Later,
MIL complained to SIL that we were all so rude to her, and that
we ate lunch right in her face, without giving her so much as a
pickle! How did DH feel about what happened? He knew how his mother
was, but he ignored it as much as possible. He always made excuses
for his mother. His sister (SIL) took up for her mother.
Signed - Lady of The
Long Sighs
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