My mother-in-law can't come to terms with the fact that her son is no longer a five-year-old child, but a thirty-year-old man with a family and a child.
She constantly runs around and solves his problems, sticks her nose everywhere and often puts her adult son in awkward situations. Mother worries about Staś as I do not worry about our three-year-old son.
I am not a cuckoo mother, I love my child, but I can't smother him with such care. My mother-in-law, on the other hand, is still ready to wipe her child's two-meter-long snot. When I got married, his mother visited us almost every day. Each of her visits was more like an interrogation, and she interrogated me with passion. What did Stasiek eat today, did he bring clean socks and you ironed them, did he bring dinner with him and you call to remind him to eat, why didn't you make sure he brought an umbrella, and everything in the same sense.
At first, I was amused by my mother's worries, I thought that after a while she would give up and stop behaving like this, but it didn't happen. My mother-in-law visited us like this for half a year, she would come in the evening, sit and watch me cook dinner. She also complained that her husband had just come home from work and now he had to sit there hungry and wait for the food to cook.
Then she started bringing a container of food with her so that her son wouldn't starve to death right outside her door.
– Can you somehow influence your mother? That's out of the question! – I was outraged when I saw this new round of schizophrenia in my mother-in-law. But my husband just looked sadly at the ceiling and said that if he resisted, it would get worse. I didn't believe him, thinking it was an excuse. I insisted that my husband stop my mother.
My mother-in-law was sobbing, smearing her makeup on her cheeks, begging her son for forgiveness, a fool who wanted the best for her son. She almost crawled on her knees and banged her head on the floor, because otherwise the image of a repentant sinner was incomplete. My husband looked at this spectacle with embarrassment, probably not for the first time. For me, it was a premiere. I felt like applauding the talent of my husband's mother.
When my husband’s mother overdid it, I simply reminded her where the exit was from our apartment. My husband made dinner in the evenings, but he wasn’t keen on taking his lunch to the office. We arranged for him to go to a nearby cafeteria. The food there was good and we sometimes had lunch there when we met up.
It seemed like a normal situation, but my mother-in-law was horrified – her precious son would be eating at a cafeteria when his mother was still alive? It was unacceptable! She began insisting that my husband wake up early, drop by her place before work, eat breakfast, and take his second breakfast with him.
He didn’t feel like driving across town to his mother’s in the morning. My mother scolded him once, then twice, and then she started coming over herself. She would come at half past six in the morning with bowls, containers, and pots. She had to feed her son, who was on the verge of starvation. I probably would have found it all funny if my husband's mother hadn't woken me and my child, who didn't fall asleep until the early morning hours.
I had to confront my mother-in-law with a fait accompli that if she woke up my grandson one more time with her unplanned early arrival, our home would be closed to her forever. But my mother-in-law found a way out – now she's waiting for Staś at work. In the mornings, she comes and waits at the entrance to the building to hand over a package of food. It's as if we were living in a time of famine, and my husband wouldn't be able to eat a decent meal.
We recently celebrated my son's birthday, and my mother-in-law was visiting, as were several friends who are my son's godparents. My husband was talking to a friend and mentioned that a new boss had arrived, who always did things wrong, who rebelled everyone and promised to take away their bonuses for the month. The mother-in-law even jumped at this information.
She immediately started asking who he was and why he became the boss. Then she said that such an approach to employees was outrageous. She intended to complain to the director so that he could call the new boss to order. Poor Staś choked on his coffee, and everyone around him couldn't hide their smiles. The little, belligerent old lady wanted to stand up for her son.
Now I'm afraid to even imagine what my mother-in-law might do for the good of her son. A mother's love is a good thing, but this woman clearly has some issues.
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