Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My MIL held one of my legs during child birth
One of my most awkward encounters was the moment MIL realized I didn't want her in the room with me, and threw a fit.
Anonymous wrote:Probably when my FIL walked in my me nursing my firstborn, and said, "Oh, sorry. Um ... can I help?" and then he looked HORRIFIED at what he'd said.
Somehow I managed to stay mature and say "Actually, a glass of water would be great, thanks." And he left the room.

Anonymous wrote:Not me but my mom.
My grandmother (Dad's Mom) was a very proper, repressed New Englander. One day when they were both in the galley kitchen of my parents' apartment, my mom bumped into her while they were prepping dinner. Mom apologizes and Gram says "It's ok dear. It's really a one ass kitchen, isn't it?" We use that phrase to this day.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My FIL had to take me to the ER when we were all on a family vacation as the rest of the family (including my husband) were out on boat, I was 16 weeks pg and had some bleeding. No one spoke English at the hospital and my FIL doesn't speak Spanish, so the doctors told me to have him come with me. I didn't realize they would be doing a vaginal ultrasound. They covered my legs, but between the awfulness of the situation in general and then having my FIL RIGHT THERE I nearly lost it. Of course, he'd also never seen a crisp ultra sound like they have these days so he was leaning right over me staring at the screen, just fascinated.
Everything turned out fine, that baby is now 6, and my FIL still speaks in amazement about getting to see the ultrasound. But SO AWKWARD.
YOU WIN. Oh my dear god.
Anonymous wrote:My MIL held one of my legs during child birth
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