sasholi
17-12-2005, 18:01
Hi All.
I know this is very common but I just guess I have no one else to turn to right now.
My MIL is causing grief (did god put them on this earth for this very reason? Really, what is their purpose???!!!:confused: )
Anyway, on with the story.
I have always felt intimidated by my MIL. She's a lecturer at uni, has all these degrees bla bla, has her doctorate, knows so much about geog/hist/linguistics etc. She is a perfectionist, a great cook etc. She is a workaholic.
this isn't the problem. The problem is that every single good event in my life with my husband has been tainted by her. The amount of times she made me cry leading up to the wedding is innumerable, because: the invitations didn't look right (even though I had just spent HOURS in between studying for my uni exams putting them all together and thought they looked fine); we were getting married in the wrong place; my wedding dress wasn't right.
Then we had a baby: I don't clean him properly; why do I think I know better than the rest of the world because I didn't use highly perfumed baby products on him for the first three months (and still only use organic baby products on him), which is why my son had "horrific" nappy rash (which isn't true. He didn't have nappy rash - a tiny redness occassionally, but not at all bad); etc.
Then we bought a house: it is in the worst location in Brisbane (hello, I live in Kenmore and I love it here with the trees, and the schools are good and I feel safe here) because the houses aren't new; it is an ugly house (I love it); with a horrible spot (opposite a huge football oval with swings and plenty of place to run around and my hubby takes bubs for a walk every morning and nearly every afternoon to see the dogs and the birds!) and because it was near a semi-main road, my son is going to have ADHD from exposure to too many chemicals and mental problems from exposure to too much car noise (you never hear them really), which is a very interesting way of telling me that I am abusing my child by living here amongst the trees, the greenery, the safety.
Then we were talking about how fast kids grow up and she said, "and one day your son will bring home the woman he wants to marry and she'll never be good enough".
Then recently she came over and told me that I couldn't possibly put photos on the walls in the same room as paintings because it is an unwritten architectural rule that you just don't do that. And she told me, then she told me, then she told me, then she told me AGAIN. At which point my body language was not very friendly.
She asked me what was wrong and I told her I didn't appreciate all her "opinions" and that she shouldn't be expressing them over and over because I heard her the first time. Of course, she did the emotional manipulation thing and told me that "of course I'm the worst mother in law and grandmother in the world" etc etc. It was horrible. I'm not good at confrontation but I had to say something. I have felt undermined as a mother since the day I brought my baby home. My family all live in Melb and i live in Bris and I miss them so so much.
She even dared to tell me that my mother sees my son more than she does. She sees my son nearly twice a week.
Now, the thing that is eating me up is tomorrow they want us to come to their place to sort this out once and for all. All day I have been on the verge of vomiting. I can't sit, I can't eat, I can't stand. I can't do anything. I'm simply not coping. I'm trying to deal with PND also (they do not know about PND and I would not tell them because they would think I have zero credibility then!), which is difficult while dealing with this nonesense.
It is my grandparent's 50th wedding anniversary on 8th Jan and I am going to melb to celebrate it with them. however, it is my in-law's family saint's day (an orthodox thing) and my FIL wanted to announce my son as the family "candle bearer" meaning he will carry on the family tradition one day. It's some formality. I understand it's significance but they have gotten so upset because I am taking my son down to Melb to be with my grandparents (who, incidentally didn't have a wedding, only a marriage because they were "shamed" because they got preggas before marriage etc etc so this is like their real wedding for them).
The family saint's day is annual and so they can really announce Aleksander next year, even though it is tradition to do it on his first year of life apparently.
They said that they will think about moving it a week later (the celebration) so that we can be there, But they said it is at a great sacrifice to them because it is shameful to do it on a day other than the actual day (they invite all their friends and relos over). But what they don't understand is that every single day I sacrifice being with my family and having my son know my parents as well as he knows my in-laws because I chose to stay and live in Brisbane (the weather was a draw card for me, but if i knew my in-laws were going to be SOOOOOO awful I would have moved to melb again and braved the cold grew weather in a heartbeat. Nothing is more depressing than having awful in-laws).
really, it is not so much that I don't get along well with them. They tell people they like me (at least, they tell people that when I am around) and how pretty I am etc etc, but I just don't think they are very good people. They aren't kind, they aren't generous. If they are generous it is for selfish reasons.
Anyway, getting side tracked.
I guess i have just used up all my confrontational abilities on Thurs night and I just can't do it anymore. I am exhausted.
my husband is really on my side, and will fight for me and with me I know, but I still feel like this is eating us because I am just soooo snappy with him and I know it is because he is and always will be a part of them (genetically speaking). He keeps telling me he is on my side, and he will even disown his parents for my sake he said (I really DON'T want that as my son adores my FIL especially) and I do believe in family.
I know what advice I will get. To stick up for my family and my beliefs. To tell her she has no right to constantly offer her "opinions" which are phrased as very very strong advice and she acts very offended if you don't take her "opinions". BUt it is, as usual, far more complex than that. :confused:
I guess I just needed to get this out to someone, somewhere. I'm not coping with them, and I don't know where to go and what to do. I told them I didn't like them repeating all their "opinions" over and over again, and they said, "so you are willing to force Peter to remove himself from his parents because we repeat something three times?". It is not that simplistic, though they pretend it is.
How do i get across that is not just their "opinion"? That sometimes it's not OK to express your "opinion"? Because they say that in families you should always feel free to express your opinion Eg: "you should move that painting because it doesn't match your decor" (PUHLEAAASE!), I don't like the colour of your sofa, your table is in the wrong position. :mad:
When does it stop being an opinion?
Any advice would be welcome. I don't feel it is simply an "opinion" but I don't know what to tell them to get them to see that. I don't really know how to say it all to them coherently...
Any advice would be GREATLY appreciated.
It's just tearing me inside.
I know this is very common but I just guess I have no one else to turn to right now.
My MIL is causing grief (did god put them on this earth for this very reason? Really, what is their purpose???!!!:confused: )
Anyway, on with the story.
I have always felt intimidated by my MIL. She's a lecturer at uni, has all these degrees bla bla, has her doctorate, knows so much about geog/hist/linguistics etc. She is a perfectionist, a great cook etc. She is a workaholic.
this isn't the problem. The problem is that every single good event in my life with my husband has been tainted by her. The amount of times she made me cry leading up to the wedding is innumerable, because: the invitations didn't look right (even though I had just spent HOURS in between studying for my uni exams putting them all together and thought they looked fine); we were getting married in the wrong place; my wedding dress wasn't right.
Then we had a baby: I don't clean him properly; why do I think I know better than the rest of the world because I didn't use highly perfumed baby products on him for the first three months (and still only use organic baby products on him), which is why my son had "horrific" nappy rash (which isn't true. He didn't have nappy rash - a tiny redness occassionally, but not at all bad); etc.
Then we bought a house: it is in the worst location in Brisbane (hello, I live in Kenmore and I love it here with the trees, and the schools are good and I feel safe here) because the houses aren't new; it is an ugly house (I love it); with a horrible spot (opposite a huge football oval with swings and plenty of place to run around and my hubby takes bubs for a walk every morning and nearly every afternoon to see the dogs and the birds!) and because it was near a semi-main road, my son is going to have ADHD from exposure to too many chemicals and mental problems from exposure to too much car noise (you never hear them really), which is a very interesting way of telling me that I am abusing my child by living here amongst the trees, the greenery, the safety.
Then we were talking about how fast kids grow up and she said, "and one day your son will bring home the woman he wants to marry and she'll never be good enough".
Then recently she came over and told me that I couldn't possibly put photos on the walls in the same room as paintings because it is an unwritten architectural rule that you just don't do that. And she told me, then she told me, then she told me, then she told me AGAIN. At which point my body language was not very friendly.
She asked me what was wrong and I told her I didn't appreciate all her "opinions" and that she shouldn't be expressing them over and over because I heard her the first time. Of course, she did the emotional manipulation thing and told me that "of course I'm the worst mother in law and grandmother in the world" etc etc. It was horrible. I'm not good at confrontation but I had to say something. I have felt undermined as a mother since the day I brought my baby home. My family all live in Melb and i live in Bris and I miss them so so much.
She even dared to tell me that my mother sees my son more than she does. She sees my son nearly twice a week.
Now, the thing that is eating me up is tomorrow they want us to come to their place to sort this out once and for all. All day I have been on the verge of vomiting. I can't sit, I can't eat, I can't stand. I can't do anything. I'm simply not coping. I'm trying to deal with PND also (they do not know about PND and I would not tell them because they would think I have zero credibility then!), which is difficult while dealing with this nonesense.
It is my grandparent's 50th wedding anniversary on 8th Jan and I am going to melb to celebrate it with them. however, it is my in-law's family saint's day (an orthodox thing) and my FIL wanted to announce my son as the family "candle bearer" meaning he will carry on the family tradition one day. It's some formality. I understand it's significance but they have gotten so upset because I am taking my son down to Melb to be with my grandparents (who, incidentally didn't have a wedding, only a marriage because they were "shamed" because they got preggas before marriage etc etc so this is like their real wedding for them).
The family saint's day is annual and so they can really announce Aleksander next year, even though it is tradition to do it on his first year of life apparently.
They said that they will think about moving it a week later (the celebration) so that we can be there, But they said it is at a great sacrifice to them because it is shameful to do it on a day other than the actual day (they invite all their friends and relos over). But what they don't understand is that every single day I sacrifice being with my family and having my son know my parents as well as he knows my in-laws because I chose to stay and live in Brisbane (the weather was a draw card for me, but if i knew my in-laws were going to be SOOOOOO awful I would have moved to melb again and braved the cold grew weather in a heartbeat. Nothing is more depressing than having awful in-laws).
really, it is not so much that I don't get along well with them. They tell people they like me (at least, they tell people that when I am around) and how pretty I am etc etc, but I just don't think they are very good people. They aren't kind, they aren't generous. If they are generous it is for selfish reasons.
Anyway, getting side tracked.
I guess i have just used up all my confrontational abilities on Thurs night and I just can't do it anymore. I am exhausted.
my husband is really on my side, and will fight for me and with me I know, but I still feel like this is eating us because I am just soooo snappy with him and I know it is because he is and always will be a part of them (genetically speaking). He keeps telling me he is on my side, and he will even disown his parents for my sake he said (I really DON'T want that as my son adores my FIL especially) and I do believe in family.
I know what advice I will get. To stick up for my family and my beliefs. To tell her she has no right to constantly offer her "opinions" which are phrased as very very strong advice and she acts very offended if you don't take her "opinions". BUt it is, as usual, far more complex than that. :confused:
I guess I just needed to get this out to someone, somewhere. I'm not coping with them, and I don't know where to go and what to do. I told them I didn't like them repeating all their "opinions" over and over again, and they said, "so you are willing to force Peter to remove himself from his parents because we repeat something three times?". It is not that simplistic, though they pretend it is.
How do i get across that is not just their "opinion"? That sometimes it's not OK to express your "opinion"? Because they say that in families you should always feel free to express your opinion Eg: "you should move that painting because it doesn't match your decor" (PUHLEAAASE!), I don't like the colour of your sofa, your table is in the wrong position. :mad:
When does it stop being an opinion?
Any advice would be welcome. I don't feel it is simply an "opinion" but I don't know what to tell them to get them to see that. I don't really know how to say it all to them coherently...
Any advice would be GREATLY appreciated.
It's just tearing me inside.