DH woke up yesterday morning with a horrible migrane. Normally we carpool to save gas (we commute 56 miles one way) and because DH is not a morning person and left to his own accord, he'd always be late. It's just a perk that we get to spend some kid-free time together without the distractions of home. Yesterday however, since DH had the migrane I left him at home and went on to work. He had his car there and when the pain eased, he could go to work.
I didn't know how bad the migrane was or I wouldn't have left, but apparently after he got out of the shower, he passed out on the bathroom carpet for a couple of hours. After waking, he got up and went to work because he felt better.
SD called DH after her lunch hour at school and told him that her ribs hurt and she wanted to come home, so he called his mom to ask her if she could pick SD up.
So after I got off work I stopped by where DH works, picked him up, was informed that SD was at MIL's and we went to pick SD up at MIL's. When we got to MIL's she immediately started in on ME about DH's migrane, why he didn't see his doctor, about how he could have died there on the floor (that was the first I'd heard about the passing out), how DH needs to go on a diet because he's put on a few pounds (Maybe 10), and why I haven't taken SD to the doctor because of ribs that just became sore that day and her back that supposedly has been hurting for a while that I hadn't heard anything about.
Then we were getting ready to leave and MIL tells SD to not forget her food (bags of it) and lets us out.
Needless to say I was pissed, but I kept my mouth shut. First, why is she buying groceries for my house? Do I not visit the grocery store at least twice a week for food items? Secondly, how am I responsible for knowing what people don't tell me? She literally sat there and chewed my arse for a good hour over calling the doctor, telling me "that's what you pay your health insurance premiums for" and all this other crap. No sh!t sherlock! I'm just not taking him to the quack she sees again because the last time he went the Dr. told him the migranes were caused by outdoor allergens. I'd like to know what pollen or mold spore there is to be allergic to in 20 degree weather. My allergies never bother me in the winter.
This isn't the first lecture I've gotten from her, or the first time she's bought groceries for SD for our house. It just pisses me off that no matter what I'm expected to sit and take the abuse and let her demean me and belittle my ability to take care of my home, husband, and kids. No, I don't buy much junk food for the house because we try to eat healthy meals when we eat at home,(We eat out once a week.)but she has absolutely no right to go behind my back and buy things for my home that I wouldn't buy. It's not her home and these aren't her kids that DH and I are raising.
MIL has sat there in MY home and delved into my sexlife like it's her business to know what birthcontrol I'm taking since apparently now isn't the time for a baby and whether her son and I have relations at all. She is always calling DH and screaming at him or throwing threats of a lawsuit for custody of SD that she thinks she's entitled to, tells DH he's a horrible parent, tells DH that I'm screwing his whole life up, and tells him that when he's tired of me she knows he'll be begging her for advice again. What kind of mother is that?????!!!?? I've come home from work to find her sitting on my couch, she has keys to our house for some reason, just to give us a lecture.
On new year's eve she told us that we were coming over for lunch the next day, ok no problem we didn't have many plans anyways since I'd been sick for tbe better part of a week. When we get there I felt like junk, dinner is almost ready and I have to listen to her husband (DH's step dad) talk about how if her were DH he'd do this with SD and teach her a lesson and how DH should give them custody because DH is a horrible father. Not happy about that, I try to help out in the kitchen and get ignored, and we all eventually sit down to eat. After dinner we're sitting there drinking coffee and MIL asks me who cuts my hair and how many layers are currently in my hair. I don't know how many layers are there, so I tell her I don't, and then tell her who cuts my hair and she replies "She did a shitty job, I know who I won't go see."
DH thinks I should ignore all of it, but it's really hard when you feel like the outsider. He's told her to back off multiple times before, but most of the things she says aren't said in front of him and if I bring it up, he thinks I'm b!tching about his mom again and gets grumpy or just ignores it which in turn makes me want to hit him with a lamp for being a jerk. It's also tough for him to tell her to back off of me when he's constantly telling her to back off him. I tell her to back off and she automatically wants to fight, or wants to sit there and sling names like a 3 year old, calling me everything but female and my name.
Sorry everyone, I don't really need advice, I just needed to get that off my chest.
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