The word you're looking for isn't "saint," it's "doormat." |
| My MIL used to open our DD’s room to “watch her sleep” when she was an infant. Roughly 50% of the time DD woke up within 5 minutes. MIL would change the baby’s diaper and bring her to use acting like she had done us some big favor. Totally ignored us when we said the baby would otherwise not have woken yet. Well, one time she totally ducked up and didn’t realize DD didn’t go down the first time we tried, so went in literally 10 minutes after her usually 2 hour nap started and, surprise, baby woke up. My DH finally snapped at her immediately so that his reaction could in no way be blamed on me and the nonsense finally stopped. She still gets up and bangs around making coffee at 6 am, even when staying in our tiny row house, typically waking up is + all 3 kids. It is insane-making. I hate her visits with a passion and she usually stays 3 weeks at least because she is coming from the other side of the world, so we are always exhausted by the time she leaves. |
Are these knocks with no response and then an enter? I mean, often if you own the house or are family visiting. You knock to see if someone is in the room and then enter because you think noone is in the room. This sounds like a lot of veiled hatred looking for an excuse to justify it. I mean really, is this a final straw or an honest mistake? |
Omg yessssss. MIL always wants to see my kids sleeping! What is up with that? They’re bad sleepers there anyways. Last time over Christmas her best friend wanted to see them sleeping too. MIL said “that’s okay right?” And I said no. She said it was her house. Wtf |
??? Wow you’re clearly making a lot of assumptions here. She knocks and screams, “I’m coming in!” while opening the door. There is no time to even respond. She doesn’t pause between knocking and entering. There is no “veiled hatred.” It is a violation of basic courtesy and basic personal boundaries. |
Did you explain to them you found it rude and together agreed upon what you believed is appropriate behavior. This is the adult reaction. Different cultures, families, and individuals have different perspectives on what is appropriate and civil. Unless you speech up and agree, then you are just using the scenario to justify your feelings. If you agree and they disobey, or refuse to talk with you, that is different |
NP. Did you even read the thread you’re responding to? The third response says they did and nothing changed. |
Does she have a key? |
I agree! Good for you and I'm so glad your DH lead the charge! |
| Ugh, I feel you OP. My mom isn't this rude, but her house is so small you hear everything. We're about to have ours second, and I dread having to explain why we'll be doing a hotel from now on when we visit. But it must be done. |
I'm not the PP you are responding to, but I am the OP. Look, if you don't get it, you don't get it. If you don't get that people are staying over in a GUEST ROOM in someone's home, or are in their very own BEDROOM in their own home, with a closed door, then it is incredibly rude to knock and not wait for a response. Gee, do you think I'm getting dressed after I literally just took a shower? Yes, this happened to me: I passed MIL in the hallway in my robe, with my hair in a towel. Literally three minutes later, she knock-enters the guest room where she knows I'm staying. Oh boy, you caught me undressed, who could have possibly foreseen that? Yes, this happens. It's clearly a control thing. It's clearly a "I am the master of this domain, even if it is your house" thing, with some people. Luckily, I'm off the carousel. |
| Yes, it is a control thing. MIL knocked, paused & walked into my bedroom when I was half-naked lying in bed breastfeeding baby. DH was in the shower. So awkward for her. After that, she started pausing longer. |
+1 Thank you, I needed this. SO true. |
To our house? Not a chance! But the back door was unlocked that day while I was at home. She simply walked in. |
Thank you, OP. I had no idea other people were dealing with this exact same thing with their MILs. |