Wow, I wasn’t expecting so many replies! Thank you - I really appreciate everyone who’s taken the time to respond.
A few themes keep coming up, so I thought I’d answer them here rather than individually.
“Where’s your DH in all this?”
He works very long hours, so most of MIL’s visits are actually at weekends when he’s home. She does occasionally see us during the week without him, but not very often. The issue is that during the week, if I want a grandparent to come over, it’ll nearly always be my own mum. That’s the bit MIL finds hurtful.
At weekends DH shares the childcare and, if I’m honest, he also manages a lot of the conversation with his mum. If she’s commenting that a child is upset because I gave them a biscuit when I shouldn’t have or complaining that they don’t like shellfish because I don’t expose them to enough of it, he’ll manage that conversation. During the week, when he’s at work, all of that falls to me.
“Why can’t you just ask MIL to help in the same way your mum does?”
Honestly, because she doesn’t want to help in that kind of way.
All of MIL’s children were raised with nannies, and I think that’s shaped how she sees being around children. She genuinely loves them, but she’s used to being the one doing the fun bits while somebody else quietly deals with everything else.
For example, if we’re out for lunch. MIL is happily sitting with the children, chatting and laughing. Once she’s finished her meal she’ll sit back, take a photo, scroll on her phone etc. Meanwhile I’m standing up because the baby only wants to be held upright, feeding my toddler with my free hand, cutting up someone else’s food, wiping sticky fingers, finding the dropped fork, taking one child to the toilet and trying to eat my own lunch in between. By the time everyone else has finished, I’ve barely touched mine.
It’s the same at home. If a drink gets knocked over, my mum is already grabbing a tea towel before I’ve even stood up. If a child needs changing, she’ll often just take them. If I’m trying to settle the baby, she’ll occupy the others without me asking. With MIL, I still feel like I’m the project manager. She’s there to enjoy the children, and if something goes even mildly wrong (a toy breaks, nappy needs changing, someone falls over) she max “help” she will be is making herself a coffee and sitting back whilst I deal with it.
“But surely she’s just trying to make memories?”
I think she is. And that’s lovely. The children enjoy seeing her.
But from my point of view, those outings aren’t relaxing. They’re more work than staying at home. I don’t wake up on a Tuesday thinking, I’d love to entertain someone today. If I ask someone over midweek, it’s because I need another pair of hands, not because I want to host.
That’s why I naturally call my own mum more often. Not because I love MIL less or think she’s a worse grandmother, but because my mum lightens my load. That’s a very different role from someone who mainly wants to enjoy the children while I continue managing everything else, and perhaps have more to manage because MIL might complain that my kids aren’t eating “well enough” at her favourite restaurant or MIL wants a photo and the kids aren’t playing ball.
“You dislike your MIL”
If I did, we wouldn’t invite her round, go on holiday with her or make sure she’s involved in birthdays, Christmas and all the family occasions. I just think she has a very different role in my life to my own mum. Those two things aren’t mutually exclusive. If I’m honest, a visit from MIL usually feels like more work for me. A visit from my mum usually feels like less work.
“You sound ungrateful for the gifts”
I’m genuinely not. They’re incredibly generous and I always say thank you.
That doesn’t mean I’ll love every single thing, though. If she buys the children matching outfits with huge logos all over them, I might quietly think they’re not my taste. That’s no different from one person loving floral wallpaper while another prefers plain white walls.
I hope that explains it a bit better. I don’t think MIL is a bad person at all. I just don’t think she can realistically expect to have exactly the same place in my day-to-day life as the person who’s been my mum for over 30 years.