Extending The Family Tea
My husband and I are announcing our pregnancy to both sets of parents at a family gathering. My parents are overjoyed. My mother-in-law, not so much…
Mother-In-Law: “You’re adopted, right?”
Me: “Yes, you know that.”
She brings it up all the time, like she thinks she can sling mud with it. It bothers her how unbothered I am about it.
Mother-In-Law: “Well, since nobody knows where you came from, aren’t you afraid of what could be wrong with your baby?”
Me: “Excuse me?!”
My Parents: “Are you being serious?!”
Mother-In-Law: “What?! She has no heritage, so it’s a risk!”
Husband: “Mom, considering how much you drink and that you take so many antidepressants, you rattle, I’m going to take my chances that our child turns out more like my wife than like you. Now, are you going to be happy for us or are you going to leave?”
She left.
Our daughter is now almost a year old. Mother-in-Law has met her precisely once.
