It’s a safe bet to say that lots of women have issues with their mother-in law. Some more so than others. My mother-in-law, while my ex and I were dating, would *sigh* and talk about his previous girlfriend. I would smile, and say something pleasant, when I really wanted to scream I GET IT, YOU LIKED HER BETTER THAN ME.
And then I got pregnant.
I wanted this baby so much. My parents were horrified and my father got out the shotgun. Metaphorically…..he never actually tried to shoot my ex. He was furious and disappointed with me. My mother was trying to adjust to the fact that I was no longer a virgin. She had specifically told me I had to be one. My brothers were very upset for me and at me for being an idiot and getting pregnant.
My future mother-in-law thought I was a slut.
Next to her father and me, the one person who is really happy that I had the baby, is the baby herself. My oldest daughter, Kelly.
So, as I was saying, even prior to the BIG BOMBSHELL, my future mother-in-law didn’t like me. Maybe it’s more accurate to say that she didn’t like the idea of me. She wanted her son to stay at home and take care of her and help with her husband, who was in a nursing home by that time.
A son with a baby on the way and then a wife? That was not in her picture of the future.
My ex and I married when I was 5 months pregnant. Our baby was due around Thanksgiving, and this was to be the first holiday that I was spending with my new husband’s family. My contribution to the meal was that I was in charge of making, and bringing the stuffing.
I’m sure you can guess what happened next. Kelly also wanted to be around for Thanksgiving, and made her awesome arrival into the world about 45 minutes before midnight on Thanksgiving eve. Such a glorious gift for me. A baby safely born. A Thanksgiving baby.
The next morning, Thanksgiving Day, my mother-in-law came to the hospital to see her new granddaughter. Her first grandchild. She stood at the end of my bed and with a completely flat affect just looked at me. And then said….
“You were supposed to bring the stuffing.”