All I Want For Christmas Is… Not This
My husband and I caught a particular contagious illness a few days before Christmas 2020. We were lucky enough to not be down and out, but we didn’t want company. My family was understanding and held our gifts for a day when we felt better. His family showed up unannounced and walked into our house without knocking, arms full of gifts and small children (our nieces and nephews).
Me: “Excuse me, what is this?”
My husband shrugged at me and then turned to his family.
Husband: “Why are you guys here?”
Mother-In-Law: “Well, you said you couldn’t come to Christmas, so we brought Christmas to you!”
Husband: *Covering his face with his shirt* “Because we’re sick. Get the kids out of here!”
Mother-In-Law: “Oh, that stupid [Country] virus scam? You’re fine. Just take some vitamins.”
Me: “No, you—”
Mother-In-Law: “It’s probably all the processed foods you’re eating. My kids were never sick growing up.”
I know this is a lie. They were sick as much as any other kids; they just never went to the doctor unless they were bleeding or something was broken because [Mother-In-Law] didn’t believe in vaccinations or modern medicine.
Me: “Honestly, this is not okay. You need to leave.”
Brother-In-Law: *Unsure* “Mom said she cleared this with you?”
Husband: “She did not.”
Brother-In-Law’s Wife: “Maybe we should go?”
Mother-In-Law: “No, just put the playpen over there. We can put the gifts on the table. You—”
Me: “Leave!”
Silence. [Mother-In-Law] wears the pants in their family and has never liked how outspoken I am about her tyrannical ways.
Mother-In-Law: “This is a holiday for the family. If you don’t want to participate, that is your choice. You can go sulk in your room.”
Husband: “Mom, you need to get everyone out of here.”
Mother-In-Law: “So, you would rather spend your Christmas with your—” *air quotes* “—‘wife’ than with your family?”
Husband: “If it means protecting the kids, then yes, I do.”
[Mother-In-Law] motioned for everyone to pack up and leave. Then, she turned on her heel, leaving the door wide open. I got up to close it, only to see her throwing the middle finger over her shoulder.
Me: “You know, Grandma got run over by a reindeer!”
[Mother-In-Law] posted photos all over Facebook, talking about how great it was to have all of her loving children and grandchildren with her during the holiday.
A week later, [Mother-In-Law] called and asked why we hadn’t apologized for our behavior. She sounded ill but wouldn’t admit to anything more than a stuffy nose. Several of [Husband]’s other family members — including one of the toddlers — also got “a bad cold” over the next few weeks, but since none of them would test for [illness], they steadfastly denied having it. And we never did get the gifts his family brought for us.