my mother reminded me that dealing with the MIL is a rite of passage.
mine swore,vowed and declared that she wouldn't be like her MIL, who was an overbearing pain. turns out my MIL oscillates between being staggeringly absent 1-2 months at a time, to being here and telling me every cry is 'hungry' even if he's just xome off the boob:
"you'll want to give him this"
"he should have a spoon of his own to play with while you feed him"
never mind the:
MIL: [casting eye around] "where's the ironing board"
ME:"in the cupboard"
MIL: "but it's always lived there" [pointing to corner of family room]
ME:"um, no it hasn't"
MIL: "yes it has, it lives there"
ME: "no it's always had a cupboard, it just hasn't always made it there"
MIL: "but it lives there"
*eyeroll*
fark. who cares???? i get the feeling she can't get any balls around her husband so she tries crap like that on me. pity i'm not buying. it's all a thinly veiled 'you're a carp housewife and i'm so grand'. but like i say, she goes into a cold sweat just seeing a USB drive - i think i'm allowed to be **** at being a housewife.
and, which is more, I didn't let my boy CIO ever - like she did!
MIL: "i would just put him in there and let him cry, but then he's not mine so i can't"..... give it a bone ya hag.so there MIL...
god, who started the MIL topic? i could go on forever... kinda glad she doesn't hang round more.
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