Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:So-- I've never intentionally done what OP has (first because I'm not nearly that good a cook, second because I don't enjoy cooking so it would annoy me more than my MIL), however, I'm pretty sure my MIL thinks that's what I'm doing when I cook when they visit. When DC was born she came to "help", but told DH the only thing she could do is hold the baby, "because DIL is such a good cook". I almost wish I had the skill and joy of OP -- that way I would at least get personal satisfaction for making something amazing instead of just having a MIL who assumes I'm trying to show her up.
I also sometimes wish I could sign only my name to cards, so that she would realize that without me, her DS would not be sending her Mother's Day flowers, thoughtful birthday gifts, etc.
Why on earth do you do that? Is your DH disabled?
So she can be a martyr. And by the way every mil knows that when her DIL signs the cards in her writing, everything is coming from the DIL not the son.
Anonymous wrote:Sorry for the backlash, OP. My MIL and I have a very hard relationship due to her not understanding boundaries. Two big example of this are religion and family values. My Inlaws believe that my children must be taught to be catholic and attempt to teach this to my children through the threat of "if you do not believe, you will go to hell." As far as the family values, my MIL is stuck in a generation long ago and when my daughters talk about a career they would enjoy, my MIL will tell them something to the effect of "Well, yes, that will be fun until you meet your prince charming and settle down to raise your children." My DH and I do not agree with either view but no amount of talking with them over the years gets it to stop. So, I will admit that I did find it very amusing (and I truly enjoyed the moment) when my 17 year old daughter looked my MIL in the eye and told her "If your God would send me to hell even though I try very hard to do the right thing even when it's hard for simply questioning that what you believe, then I do not want to honor your God anyway." I also found it awesome and too funny when my 14 year old asked her if she would come to her wedding if she decided to marry a women instead of a man. I found the look on my MIL's face hysterical and had to leave the room for a minute.
Don't get me wrong, I talked to the girls and told them that although I shared their beliefs and agreed with the overall message they were sending her that they would never change her mind and sometimes we just need to ignore ignorant comments from others but secretly, I was very proud of my girls and enjoyed it. Maybe that makes me a terrible person but I am okay with that!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:So-- I've never intentionally done what OP has (first because I'm not nearly that good a cook, second because I don't enjoy cooking so it would annoy me more than my MIL), however, I'm pretty sure my MIL thinks that's what I'm doing when I cook when they visit. When DC was born she came to "help", but told DH the only thing she could do is hold the baby, "because DIL is such a good cook". I almost wish I had the skill and joy of OP -- that way I would at least get personal satisfaction for making something amazing instead of just having a MIL who assumes I'm trying to show her up.
I also sometimes wish I could sign only my name to cards, so that she would realize that without me, her DS would not be sending her Mother's Day flowers, thoughtful birthday gifts, etc.
Why on earth do you do that? Is your DH disabled?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:OP here. If you knew what my MIL has done to our family, you'd be less quick to judge.
So tell us!
Ok, to name a few things.. We had wedding gifts shipped to her house (my husband's childhood home) when we were engaged and several things went missing. Turns out she took and open and used those things as her own without telling us. She took lingerie from my drawers, and it turned up at her house (and smelled like her, so I suspect she wore it). She tried to convince me that I didn't need to visit my disabled mom in another state too often since I have a family in DC now. She's just an oddball. She has issues. She is the biggest issue in our marriage. Several years ago, I'd cry a lot and my husband and I would fight a lot more. Now, I've learned to play the chess game.
Anonymous wrote:So-- I've never intentionally done what OP has (first because I'm not nearly that good a cook, second because I don't enjoy cooking so it would annoy me more than my MIL), however, I'm pretty sure my MIL thinks that's what I'm doing when I cook when they visit. When DC was born she came to "help", but told DH the only thing she could do is hold the baby, "because DIL is such a good cook". I almost wish I had the skill and joy of OP -- that way I would at least get personal satisfaction for making something amazing instead of just having a MIL who assumes I'm trying to show her up.
I also sometimes wish I could sign only my name to cards, so that she would realize that without me, her DS would not be sending her Mother's Day flowers, thoughtful birthday gifts, etc.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My biggest thing: After a few subtle warnings, I screamed at MIL to STFU at Christmas dinner. She was being her typical asshole self and I couldn't take it anymore. I don't regret it at all, but I bet if she were on DCUMIL she'd be bitching about how rude I was.
Wow! The f bomb at Christmas dinner? For shame.
Context/full story, or we cannot be on your side, and we will say you were in the wrong. (Not that anything can justify this, really. Get up from the table and leave, if it is that bad, even if it is your home.)
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My biggest thing: After a few subtle warnings, I screamed at MIL to STFU at Christmas dinner. She was being her typical asshole self and I couldn't take it anymore. I don't regret it at all, but I bet if she were on DCUMIL she'd be bitching about how rude I was.
Wow! The f bomb at Christmas dinner? For shame.
Context/full story, or we cannot be on your side, and we will say you were in the wrong. (Not that anything can justify this, really. Get up from the table and leave, if it is that bad, even if it is your home.)
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My biggest thing: After a few subtle warnings, I screamed at MIL to STFU at Christmas dinner. She was being her typical asshole self and I couldn't take it anymore. I don't regret it at all, but I bet if she were on DCUMIL she'd be bitching about how rude I was.
Wow! The f bomb at Christmas dinner? For shame.