Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Both parents and ILs think I'm weird and rigid about ensuring that my 4yo and 1.5yo both get good naps, even during visits and on vacation. Then, in the same conversation, they marvel at how well-behaved and calm my girls always are. Huh...could it be that they are well-rested?
Yes, my ILs get ANGRY about my children's naps! Yet they never want to go do anything, so it's like "why do you care that they are sleeping when we're just sitting in the living room not doing anything anyway??"
Anonymous wrote:Both parents and ILs think I'm weird and rigid about ensuring that my 4yo and 1.5yo both get good naps, even during visits and on vacation. Then, in the same conversation, they marvel at how well-behaved and calm my girls always are. Huh...could it be that they are well-rested?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:They disagree on so many things I wouldn't know where to begin. I'm nothing like them and I'm living my own life. I figured this out when I was in my 20s and dealing with endless disapproval, and 30 years later, it's been a good attitude.
This except I'm only 34.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Ask them to not give advice beyond what they would give to a friend. The goal is to transition to being equal adults (and that works only if you are not financially dependent on them in any way) You can insist on the respect of an equal. If they would not give unsolicited advice or comment to a friend, they should not be giving it to you.
My mom would give unsolicited advice to the Pope.
Anonymous wrote:Ask them to not give advice beyond what they would give to a friend. The goal is to transition to being equal adults (and that works only if you are not financially dependent on them in any way) You can insist on the respect of an equal. If they would not give unsolicited advice or comment to a friend, they should not be giving it to you.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:When our car was totaled (oh, the things that happen when you park on the street in DC!) and we decided not to replace it, MIL flipped out. The words "But you can't live without a car!" actually came out of her mouth. She went so far as to call my mother in a desperate attempt to get her to intervene and "stop this ridiculous thinking."
My mother comments EVERY DAMN TIME she visits about our lack of microwave.
Both of them think there's something deeply wrong with us living in a small rowhouse in the city. "Don't you wish you had more space?" No. "Ugh, I can't believe you're okay having people on either side of you." It's a rowhouse, kinda how this whole thing works. "I don't understand how all this noise doesn't make you nervous." Because it doesn't. "Why can't you be like your sister a buy a normal house in a normal neighborhood?" I'd sooner slit my wrists than live in the far flung reaches of outer suburbia in a cookie cutter house circa 1992.
Does it make you feel like your parents don't know you at all when they make comments like this? My parents didn't understand me and I sort of felt like they didn't like me because I had a life very different from theirs.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:When our car was totaled (oh, the things that happen when you park on the street in DC!) and we decided not to replace it, MIL flipped out. The words "But you can't live without a car!" actually came out of her mouth. She went so far as to call my mother in a desperate attempt to get her to intervene and "stop this ridiculous thinking."
My mother comments EVERY DAMN TIME she visits about our lack of microwave.
Both of them think there's something deeply wrong with us living in a small rowhouse in the city. "Don't you wish you had more space?" No. "Ugh, I can't believe you're okay having people on either side of you." It's a rowhouse, kinda how this whole thing works. "I don't understand how all this noise doesn't make you nervous." Because it doesn't. "Why can't you be like your sister a buy a normal house in a normal neighborhood?" I'd sooner slit my wrists than live in the far flung reaches of outer suburbia in a cookie cutter house circa 1992.
Great to live like this. Annoying AF to be a visitor in this type of scenario. (Which is why they should hotel/Uber/rent a car, whatever, instead of commenting on your life, but still. No one actually wants to sleep on an air mattress in a 10x10 "den.")
Anonymous wrote:They disagree on so many things I wouldn't know where to begin. I'm nothing like them and I'm living my own life. I figured this out when I was in my 20s and dealing with endless disapproval, and 30 years later, it's been a good attitude.