My mother-in-law glanced at me and examined my robe with an appraising look. It was covered in strange spots. Then she immediately turned her attention to her grandson.
-And who is such a small and handsome one here? Who is mommy holding? And who has made a mess in the diaper? Grandma brought you some new toys.
When I was washing my son, my mother-in-law came up to me. She asked in a superior tone:
– Doesn’t your washing machine work? You could wash dirty clothes at my place.
The whole nature of my mother-in-law in one sentence. Since we met, she has always expressed her dissatisfaction with me with a look or a hint.
No need to guess for a long time. Now she was criticizing the way I look. I wonder if she should know that I put on this robe only an hour and a half ago? Probably not. And she wouldn’t believe it either…
My mother-in-law was not in a hurry to help with her grandson, but quickly went to inspect the kitchen, and on the way to our bedroom and children’s room.
-“Has your husband come home from work after the night duty?” – she asked quietly, “Of course he is exhausted… I invited you to visit on Saturday, but he said that you needed help at home. So I came here. And it’s breakfast time, do you have any lactose-free milk?
I was furious. He invited his mother-in-law here without my consent. She’s going to help! Of course she will! She only makes me more tired because:
1. “Don’t put your son in diapers. God forbid that you have no grandchildren later. Do you understand what I mean?
2. “Do you have any lactose-free milk? And cookies without sugar or with a substitute? Is the bread only white? No rye, right? Don’t bother with lunch. I’ll just have vegetables and protein”.
3. “No, my little boy, grandma will not take you in her arms. My back is weak. He cries so much. Leave your shower, come here. Then you will wash yourself”.
4. “Be sure to iron the diapers on both sides. Don’t be lazy. When my son was small, I also did it non-stop.
And as a cherry on the cake:
5. “And my children did not allow themselves to do that”.
This phrase is my favorite. It makes me shiver with nerves when my mother-in-law praises her other granddaughter, my niece. According to her, she is an angel since birth. She never cried, and when she wanted to go to the toilet, she lifted her leg: “What a smart girl”.
“Yours is not even close” – this is the subtext of these words.
I’m tired of it!
I respect my mother-in-law. After all, she raised my wonderful husband…
“Yes, yes, the one who corresponds with others,” an inner voice reminds me. The memory brought tears to my eyes. It is so painful! I’m raising our child, I don’t have time to look after myself, and my husband finds time for another!
Despite the resistance of my mother-in-law, I made her take my grandson in her arms. I locked myself in the bathroom and started crying. I do not know what is wrong with me, because usually I can hold back tears, although I have many reasons for them.
I just can’t stand it anymore. I have no more strength. I am tired of breastfeeding, I am tired of not being able to take a normal bath and eat. I want to watch a movie, go to a beauty salon or read a book… Instead, I am waiting for a wheelchair and a vacuum cleaner. One leg will be rocking my son, and the other will be cleaning. Meanwhile, my hands will be in the kitchen. One will cook for my husband, and the other – for my mother-in-law. After all, she has a diet, everything is without sugar, oil and milk.
– Come here! – shouts the mother-in-law, – Your cat has ruined my shoes! They need to be washed urgently!
That cat! What a good boy! Apparently, he felt my mood. We need to give him some delicious fish.
– You can’t do that! – I said when I got out of the bath. The cat’s face showed remorse, but he was not ashamed. He had already run up to me to receive his gratitude.
My mother-in-law gave me my son and asked me on the way:
– What happened to you?
In response, I shrugged my shoulders and said:
– It’s nothing. My husband is communicating with another woman! I want to get a divorce. Yes, I feel sorry for the children, but is there any other way out?
And what would you do if you were a woman?
