Have been with dh now nearly 5 yrs, married for most of it.
Despite couple counseling I haven't really got my head around the fact that I've always dated/ married mummy's boys.
I'm your classic second born people pleaser, and without fail my partners have been the pampered, self absorbed apple of their mothers eyes.
It never started out as obviously. They were kind, romantic, sweet natured and now also with dc so that we seemed terribly compatible. NOT!
Although I broke up with previous partners almost immediately when they became self entered arses, including my first dh, I'm less anxious to leave dh2. I don't want to put ds through another divorce, the kids get along great, and ds really likes his sf, and our finances are v much entwined.
Dh does have nice sides (helps with housework) and I'm getting to experience some things like travel I never could before. But I have to put up with him trying to turn me into his mum (who apparently loves me just for not being hideous first d in law: a woman v much in charge of the relationship and the two didn't get on well at all).
Which brings me to my other big problem, dh lets his dd rule him, there is only a passing nod to parenting when it suits him, unlike his ds. His dd is v self assured, like her mum, and totally takes advantage, which makes for very uneasy atmosphere in our house when she stays over (thank god only eow, dss 50:50).
We've talked about this for a year at counseling and there is no change. Dh has literally gone from his mother's apron strings (with whom he has regular contact, albeit via weekly scype) to being tied to dd (mil has rather uneasy relationship with her granddaughter, too, starting to be a bit afraid of her, just like she is daunted by the girl's mother).
In retrospect, my first dh moved from being governed by his mum to being under the thumb of his younger sister, which broke up our marriage.
Obviously I'm attracting this type of man and as soon as I assert myself they get mean spirited, petty and dare I say petulant? As long as I put up and shut up they are sweetness and light. On average that limps along for about 5 years and then I leave. Time's nearly up again...
Why can't I get the respect reserved for mils and "the other women" in these men's lives? What exactly is my role as their wife? I'm stumped.