Tuesday, December 16, 2008

War and Peace

I have reached the end of my rope. I have bitched and complained long enough about my mother-in-law visiting every fucking Christmas since Olie was born (seven in a row) and I am finally putting my foot down: She cannot come this year. This year is going to be all about us.

And that makes me the bad guy. Madhubby* is angry with me and my Mother-in-Law is furious in her own Midwestern, conservative Christian kind of way (she's probably praying for my heathen soul right now). But I have indulged her and my husband long enough and no amount of guilt is going to sway me.

I have compromised for seven Christmas' because "this could be her last Christmas with the kids." Well, yeah, it could be her last Christmas, but she's a hardy old bird. I think she'll stick around a bit longer yet. "She just wants to see the kids open their gifts." And she has, seven Christmas' in a row.

Madhubby implores me to compromise and allow her to come after the new year. No. I suggested he take the kids and go visit her during the summer. He didn't like that idea either. I think he's just afraid to travel by himself with our two wild ass kids. Can't say I blame him. Driving to the grocery store with Olie and Bubba requires all the patience I can muster because heaven forbid they go two seconds without arguing with one another; I think it's impossible.

But this Christmas, finally, it will be just us. No house guest, no pressure, and no mother-in-law constantly telling me why her son should be excused from domestic chores (because he works so hard at work). What the fuck? I work hard too, sister, at work, at home, and at school but whose keeping track, right?

Ahhhh....the stress is already melting away and I feel...happy. Even though my husband, my lover, my best friend, isn't on my side right now. That sucks an egg but he'll get over it. I think.

*I'm thinking of a new moniker for my husband (coming in 2009).

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Now, forgive me for saying this, but this is funny. I had the mother-in-law from hell, had to live with her and my father-in-law for 4 years when they moved in with us, and even had to bathe her sorry butt. She has Alzheimer's and is a totally different woman. My father-in-law passed away in 2005. Strange the direction life takes. She was a royal bitch, but I learned to forgive and be the bigger person. Try to compromise if you can if for no other reason than to appease your hubby and let the children enjoy a few moments with the woman who makes your skin crawl. It's worth it. By the way, I envy you. I gave up law school for marriage and kids. I was going to Georgetown and majoring in International Business and Law. I don't know how you are doing it all, but you are to be commended for your tenacity. Keep your chin up and kick some ass in court some day!