MIL said I need to take better care of my husband

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I thought we could play a fun guessing game of why my MIL, without a shred of sarcasm, told me I need to take better care of my (42 year old) husband.

Winner can keep her!

Thank you, this thread has entertained me while I have my lunch.

My FiL has passed judgement about my DHs unmatched socks in the past, but didn't think to blame me for that. Not in my presence anyway....He did have a very strong opinion some years ago when I was on maternity leave and had 2 pre school DC. I had the large family car to put children, child seats and push chairs in during the week. He was horrified that my DH used the smaller, more economical car to commute to work alone, because the man should have the bigger posher car whilst the wife has a little run around to make do until the mighty hunter returns for his meals.

So you forgot to check his socks, but you remembered to pack his lunch box and ask if he needed a wee before leaving the house. Nobody's perfect.

Thank you, this thread has entertained me while I have my lunch

Same here, thanks OP!

My MIL thinks I'm a heartless monster because when DH unexpectedly works late, I don't (having been to work then done dinner/bath/bedtime for 2 young DC) wait for him to come home before having my own dinner, so I can eat with him and "ask him about his day".

Odd socks on my husband annoys my MIL, but because she's lovely she tells him to sort it out not me.

Odd socks on my husband annoys my MIL, but because she's lovely she tells him to sort it out not me.

This made me laugh.

My late MIL called me at work to complain that I had left her son when he was at home with food poisoning.

It was a hangover, totally self inflicted , nothing to do with food poisoning.
She refused to believe it, especially when I pointed out his brother had the same ‘bug’.

Batshit

My MiL isn't the type of mother who would notice whether her DS was wearing odd shoes, let alone socks. And wouldn't have when DS was a child. She was so wrapped up in her own marital issues, including constantly leaving DFiL and dragging her kids to her parents' place in the middle of the night, her own mother had to tell her to sort herself out or she'd end up having the children removed.

Absolute pearl of a mother who at one time thought she had first dibs on special events and wanted to be at the hospital for our DC's birth. DH shut that one down, fast as you like. We have been VLC for some years, and I am now completely NC.

Despite her own lack of attentiveness she still addressed me Mrs Hisname after 15 years marriage and repeatedly being asked not to. This is not because she doesn't know my actual name.

It seems odd that whether parents-in-law are attentive to the point of being overbearing, or whether they go to the other extreme and simply don't give a shit, there's a definite pattern of trying to put other women back in their box. A nice, moderate one halfway in between would have done me fine.

Happily I have no chance of winning OP's MiL now I've brought the lighthearted tone of the thread down with my miserable, curmudeonly comment. But anyone who wants mine is welcome to her! Don't all beat my door down now ...

His cholesterol is high/or he’s gained weight. So she’s blaming you for not making nutritious meals ?

He knows what day the rubbish goes out?

Just tell her that he has another pair like it at home.

I'd send him back to her then!

Mine once said "good, you're home. Your priority HAS to be looking after DH and DC, you can't just go off like that" NOT when I'd returned from an impromptu weekend spa visit with friends. Oh no. It was while I was hobbling up the drive (I shit you not) on my return from 3 days in hospital, to which I'd been transported in an ambulance, after emergency surgery which left me on narcotics and walking with a stick for 3 months afterwards.

She's a peach.

No words.

My mum thinks it’s “terrible” that I don’t do my husband (and now my 17 year old son) ‘s laundry/ironing

He had to do without his toast in the morning as your toaster suddenly packed up, and you didn't immediately run out and get a new one.

My XMIL gave me a toaster as my Xmas present that year so I could make her son his morning toast

When we told my late MIL that we were having a baby, after 8 years of being married, her first words were How will you manage his meals when you're in hospital!

Why are some women so lacking in a sense of humour, it is allowed!

Those of you taking the piss out of MILs who have children will be the MIL one day. You might make mistakes but I’d hope your daughter / son -in - laws are kinder to you.

I feel you. Mine turned up at our place a few months after I broke my spine and suffered two near-fatal lung clots post-surgery. It was the first time I'd seen her since. I'd troubled to cook for her. Not only did she not bother to ask how I was (not that I expected concern, you understand; a simple 'hello' would have sufficed), but for some reason best known to herself, having come into my home and eaten my food, she refused even to speak to me.

I was done after this: told DH I don't want her under my roof again and he agrees.

I always tell my friends that my MIL has done me an enormous service by teaching me how NOT to be an awful MIL to my future DIL/SIL.

Why are some people (I won't say women, assholery is not 'gendered') so unnecessarily snarky and unpleasant for no reason whatsoever?

Not quite the same as this, but I did have to laugh a few years ago. I'm South African and like many South Africans, my family have had the same cleaner/housekeeper for many years. When my brother moved out, she started going to his house once a week where, quite frankly, she babied him in the same way her and our mother had done for the previous 20 years!

when DB got a serious girlfriend, they weren't living together but girlfriend was around a lot. GF also wasn't South African. She was therefore bemused when the cleaner asked her how she wanted DB's jeans to be ironed? Apparently, she said to GF that "now that you are in his life, you must make these decisions for him. I have always ironed them the way his mother and father like them ironed, with a crease down the front, but if you don't like that, I will do it differently."

The poor woman didn't know what to do with herself! She said it would have been bad enough if it was my mother having this conversation with her! .

My MIL and H are sadly no longer with us but I still chuckle about the time he called her to ask if she had any bread he could loan to make his lunchbox for work the next day as we had run out.

It was 11 pm. MIL turned up in her slippers and dressing gown with a fully packed lunch consisting of sarnie, crips, fruit, juicebox, and a "special treat" (aka a cream cake she had bought for herself earlier that day).

H was in his late thirties at the time.

She was a nice woman and great with the DC but he was definitely her blue-eyed baby boy. She did him no favours. He couldn't even use a washing machine when he met me at the age of 27.

He was horrified that my DH used the smaller, more economical car to commute to work alone, because the man should have the bigger posher car whilst the wife has a little run around to make do until the mighty hunter returns for his meals.

A friend once won a new car in a competition and her in-laws were appalled when they found she was selling her old car rather than their son selling his and having the new one! It's demeaning for a man to have an older car than his wife apparently.

I would make a point of separating every sock from its pair and making sure that he never wore a matching pair again.

There's rarely a day that goes by when I don't thank the Lord I don't have a MIL.