The difference btwn growing up with my parents vs growing up with my hubby’s parents.
My dad will not interfere I shouldn’t buy for my boy.
My fil told me next time don’t buy xxx because yyy.
My parents are fine with having baby girl, not necessary must have boy.
My fil would always prefer having baby boy, and better still if 1st and 2nd child are boys.
My parents will always have a daughter to always care and think about them, and always discuss things with them.
My in-laws and their sons doesn’t reveal everything to each other, got things to hide.
My parents will openly ask me and my bro for money if they need money.
My in-laws don’t share info about money.
My parents own quite a big house, and my bro and his family can live together with my parents for a really long time.
My in-laws own a very small house, and they’ve now moved in to 2nd/youngest son house which is quite small, no plan to talk about where they’ll live in their later years.
My mom will never claim that she is good cook nor proclaim to people she can x or y very well.
My mil will happily let everybody know she’s great cook in x-dish and always invite everyone to come to eat.
On the similar note…
My parents never people tell people how good their own children are (they know it in their hearts).
My pil will not be shy to let people know how good their 2 sons are.
Honestly I know I’m struggling mentally and emotionally to cope with living together in the same house with worlds-apart pil.
I can see that my brother’s wife is having an easier life living with my parents, she can shoot my dad just like how I can shoot my dad.
With my in-laws, I can’t shoot. All I can do is keep quiet on anything that I don’t like. And just continue to keep bottling up.
My mom can sense it when her dil is unhappy, my mom can adjust accordingly.
My mil doesn’t seems to sense it that I’m unhappy about certain things, and will continue to do her way.
And I can’t really get my husband side me, he is a strange species, who has zero ‘N’ (in MBTI).
When I got married, I certainly didn’t anticipate what life would be living together (now seems permanent) with my in-laws. Maybe it could work out well for some of people, but for me, the meijoon-ised person that I am – find it really NOT what I’m game for.
If only I could turn back time, to pre-delivery of my baby, that I be firm on my plan for babysitter instead of mil moving in.
But I know its for the best for my baby, to grow up with having overwhelming grand-parental love.
Or is it really THAT good for my child? To be overwhelmed from young, to be over loved from birth, to be treated like a prince or emperor of the universe, and to be able to get away with anything just by crying?!
