My MIL is lovely. She's so kind, thinks the world of me and I love her to bits.
I became quite unwell in the last month of my pregnancy due to a pre-existing condition getting dramatically worse. I wasn't coping at all. 3 weeks ago my son arrived and I knew there was no way I could cope with a new baby and a house which had already disintegrated into chaos (my husband works away during the week).
So MIL packed her bags, got on the train and came to stay. Since she's been here she's done everything for me. The laundry, the cooking, the cleaning, shopping, endless cups of tea, baby-minding so I can sleep. Practically she is an absolute treasure and there is no way I can thank her enough or manage without her at the moment. But ...
She doesn't stop talking. Ever. Incessant wittering from the minute I open my bedroom door until I go to bed at night. She even stands outside the bathroom door so she can talk to me. Much as I love her, I may have to kill her.
I need:
MIL: Would you like a cup of tea?
Me: Yes please.
The end.
Not:
MIL: Would you like a cup of tea?
Me: Yes please.
MIL: I'll pop the kettle on then. I bought some teabags earlier as we don't want to run out. I was going to go to Tesco but my friend Maud doesn't like Tesco and would rather go to Waitrose. She used to be a air stewardess you know so she really knows her tea and she says Waitrose ones are the best. Although she admits Asda ones are cheaper. We have the Asda ones at church. They're quite nice too and Maud is right they are a bit cheaper than the Tesco ones, but the box is a bit bigger and they go further. The vicar doesn't drink tea though. Did I tell you? He likes coffee but only instant. He went to India once, it supposed to be very nice there. Maud's son went there once too. Would you like a biscuit with your tea? I bought some nice ones while I was out but I'm not sure if you'll like them. The biscuits are Waitrose are better. My friend Maud always gets hers from there ...
Me: ARRRGH!
I'm being an ungrateful cow aren't I. :(
AIBU?
To hide from MIL in my room until I get better?
SomeoneSaveMe · 26/05/2013 23:17
Wait until your son starts talking! 
"Mummy, look at my lego model, I made it just like the picture from the leaflet, except we don't have any blue bricks left, so I had to use black ones of course, and I haven't got a workman minifig, because we've just got pirates and knights Mummy, but maybe I could have some different minifigs next time it's present time, like Christmas, because Father Christmas knows I like Lego, doesn't he Mummy? Though it is a long time until Christmas, so maybe I could save up my pocket money instead? Look at the leaflet, Mummy, there's this set, and this one, and this one. We don't have any of those do we Mummy? Why don't we, Mummy? We could go to John Lewis this afternoon and get some Mummy, couldn't we?"
DD1's like this and DD2 looks to be going the same way
When it's an adult (and I saw someone yesterday who's the same) although I understand that some people feel compelled to fill in the silence with their routine thoughts, it's incredibly selfish.
Like they don't feel comfortable letting you have any thoughts of your own, let alone get a word in edgeways to voice any of them.
STFU FFS! 
Tune out? Ear plugs?
Could you tell her she's talking too much?
I know, that's a ridiculous suggestion, sorry.
She's been there for weeks, do you still need her help? If yes, is there anyone that can take over? You could probably both do with a break fom eachother... The problem with in-laws is you can't really tell them when to stfu 
my mil is lovely, but I can only abide her a few days at a time :)
My mum made my dad get hearing aids. Apparently he's hard of hearing
Hears me perfectly
Funny how he forgets to wear them...
This so could be my mum! I love her dearly but boy can she talk and talk and talk ... She cannot abide any kind of silence at all and talks all through TV programmes, films, in the car etc, etc. I have tried telling her to stop the constant wittering but then I get the hurt, "how could you say that to me"/"I don't understand why you don't want to know the full medical history of someone you don't know and are never likely to meet" look. I found it the worst just after I had my kids, I didn't have the patience to put up with it and I did feel really bad because she was really helpful but oh, I'd have killed to have some peace and quiet
I am the talker. 
DH has taught me to look for signs of boredom in my victims. Eg. glassy eyes, walking away from me etc etc.
Congratulations on your new arrival! (And I'll leave it there)!
Maud sounds like a very wise woman. You should be grateful that you are getting to hear her proclomations on teabags, Asda, Waitrose and biscuits. Who knows what Maud nuggets will be dispensed tomorrow.
Have some gratitude!
violetshoes that has really made me laugh. her mouth wired to her eyes!!
Missbetsytrowood I too am the talker, I just can't stop, we ought to get together?..would be fun I walk down peoples paths still talking as they shut the door, and I stand outside loos talking??I actually get a dry mouth sometimes cos I talk so much, people often yawn at me
That is going to be me when I'm a MIL Dd has started this too and I remember being asked to stop talking as child and how easily my feelings were hurt. I really try to just switch off like I did with the boys, but she asks questions and expects answers. 
I asked her to play the quiet game driving home (30 min drive) then felt guilty.
Can you just stick your iPod on and tune her out. She sounds like a treasure.
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Yep I'm the talker. My DH is dreading the day our DD can string a sentence together at 11 months she doesn't stop gabbling!!! He's convinced between the two of us he won't get a word in at our house until 2030 at least!!!
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