I had heard stories of a mother-in-law’s motherly love for her daughter-in-law, and I had always dreamed of being able to call my mother-in-law “mom” too.
However, things turned out to be quite the opposite for me. I didn’t win my mother-in-law’s favor right away
the first day we met. I never found out the reasons, but his principles included that I would be a terrible housewife, a bad wife, and a bad mother-to-be.
Given his intense dislike for me, it was clear that living together wouldn’t work. However, after marriage, I moved in with my in-laws.
My father-in-law was actually very kind to me and sometimes tried to calm his wife down when she became unreasonable.
My mother-in-law’s constant criticism was unbearable, both for me and my husband. We ended up moving.
However, that didn’t stop my mother-in-law from coming to our house from time to time and starting arguments with me. The frequency of these visits increased when I finally gave birth to our first daughter.
Nina was born a week earlier than expected, and somehow my mother-in-law interpreted this as negligence on my part as a mother.
She didn’t even interact with her granddaughter, which was in stark contrast to my father-in-law, who adored our daughter and always stayed close to her.
Then one day my mother-in-law came to our house, furious, and said she had done a DNA test on our daughter’s hair, proving she was not related to her son.
This prompted my husband to burst into hysterical laughter, but to satisfy his mother, he decided to do another test. Unexpectedly for my mother-in-law, the results confirmed that our child was indeed the son.
After this incident, my husband and I stopped paying much attention to him. It seemed that in old age, my mother-in-law had lost her sanity.
