Crazy MIL
I’ve been living with my mother-in-law, my boyfriend, and my oldest son for about three months. I had a baby a month and a half ago. My mother-in-law, who is
the mother of two—both of whom are grown men now—thinks she has the right to raise both my oldest son and my baby her way. With my oldest, she tries to correct the way he speaks, even though she herself speaks terribly—worse than the child does. With the youngest, she even calls him things a woman should only call her boyfriend, and then every time she picks up my baby, she says she doesn’t have any milk because if she did, she’d breastfeed him. As for the children—and I’m speaking for my boyfriend here—she treats him as if he were her boyfriend or her ex-husband, who is the father of her children. She touches him inappropriately, walks into the bathroom while he’s showering or using the restroom. She throws tantrums when things don’t go her way, and he has to put her above everyone else—even our son. She says his life belongs to her and no one else, but then when we’re out on the street together, she won’t even let me get close to my boyfriend or our baby—she’s the one who has to walk right next to them. I took a course to become a dental assistant and was talking to her son about an internship, and she said I should have done the internship right away after I’d just had a C-section when my baby was born. She justified this by saying, “I’m on vacation, so I can stay home with the baby”—and, by the way, my baby is breastfed and doesn’t drink formula.
She said right away that you should pump your milk, and I would always keep it at home. Later, I tried to talk to my boyfriend about her comment, and his response was, “It’s just a suggestion.” However, I never asked this woman for any suggestions regarding that matter. As for the kids, she’s already admitted to me that the only reason she doesn’t kiss them on the mouth anymore is because they already have girlfriends. If it were up to her, she’d even sleep with them forever, even though they have girlfriends. The other day she even told me that back when her son started dating and she didn’t know about it, her ex-boyfriend was right—there was someone else, and that “someone else” was me. She was basically comparing herself to one of his girlfriends—in this case, me
sorry for the very long post