"Wow. You're Spreading All Over the Place" says my Mother-in-Law
The first words out of her mouth to which I replied...
"And how long do I have to live here?"
Welcome to Philadelphia. I hope you'll stay for the party.
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The first words out of her mouth to which I replied...
"And how long do I have to live here?"
Welcome to Philadelphia. I hope you'll stay for the party.
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Well, now. She's a real charmer, isn't she? Just wanted to post and say WELCOME TO PHILLY!!!!!!!! I've been in the area for 11 years, and I love it here. Hope you do too, despite the inlaws. ;-)
Posted by: dcrmom | September 20, 2006 at 11:36 PM
Good lord... and here I was thinking my MIL was the queen of no tact! Lemme know if, no, WHEN you need a break -- I'm sure we can find a coffeshop/park/shooting range to vent in!
Posted by: Susan | September 18, 2006 at 01:51 PM
You have my sympathies. And permission to make their lives a living hell. Go ahead, show them how miserable a pregnant woman, who is apparently spreading in all directions, can be.
Good luck.
Posted by: Redneck mommy | September 18, 2006 at 11:53 AM
Hopefully for your sake it doesn't take long to find a place of your own. Hopefully you don't just have to bite your tongue the whole time. This could help you perfect the art of snarky comebacks that don't seem snarky until after some time has passed, and then never for sure so the person against whom they were directed can't ask about it without looking stupid. I love those kinds of comebacks.
Posted by: Andrea | September 18, 2006 at 11:47 AM
Just look at the bright side: No sausage balls!
Posted by: Mom101 | September 18, 2006 at 10:44 AM
*snort*
You're going to have a blast.
Posted by: J. | September 18, 2006 at 10:40 AM
Would tongue in cheek sarcasm fly? Something like I had donut on the way over and I ballooned right up. Nothing too offensive but something to recognize their loving most appreciated comments.
Posted by: something blue | September 18, 2006 at 10:23 AM
Oh, girl!
I feel for you, I really really do... Maybe it will help to focus on Q ... I'm sure, quite sure, she can be your unwitting accomplice in the Seeking of Revenge against the Asshats.
Posted by: karyn | September 18, 2006 at 07:10 AM
Is it wrong to bitch slap one's mother-in-law? I've often wondered that myself.
Posted by: Mommy off the Record | September 18, 2006 at 02:12 AM
OMG! I can't believe she really said that. Awww, hang in there! Just remember, we, here in BlogLand, are here for ya! Want us to come over and kick her ass(es) for ya?!!!?
Posted by: Jennifer | September 18, 2006 at 01:52 AM
she's not very pleasant, really, is she.
hang in there.
Posted by: lildb | September 18, 2006 at 01:42 AM
Ouch! Can MIL take what she dishes out? Or do you have to be all sweet-like in return?
Posted by: Lady M | September 18, 2006 at 12:17 AM
In India, you have folk songs that depict the MIL-DIL relationship - about how the MIL poisons her son's mind against his wife & speaks ill of the DIL's parents. I used to be amused by these songs which are normally sung at weddings thinking they were ceturies old & what with the new educated mindset etc etc etc...- till my IL's moved in with us 4 yrs ago & I realised to my horror that these still hold true.
As I read your post, I realize how perceptive folk art is at capturing human psyche.
On the positive side, you can sometimes (say for for small 20-40 min breaks) offload the kids onto the IL's & take leisurely showers, baths or walks.
Posted by: Amy | September 17, 2006 at 11:44 PM
yes, how will you keep that up?
blogging incognito at coffee shops?
tee hee.
I thought the "spreading all over the place" was referring to you unpacking your stuff everywhere.
I guess I gave her the benefit of the doubt.
Posted by: krista | September 17, 2006 at 10:44 PM
Girl!
That's when you get all 6th grade and break out the "oh yeah? well, yo momma spreadin' all over the place!"
Good luck, hon. I can't wait for more stories just like this! LOL
(sorry to laugh at your expense...you know I love ya!)
Posted by: Chase | September 17, 2006 at 10:30 PM
Wish I was still in Philly.
For now...food/restaurant tips.
Vetri, for great Italian.
Beau Monde, for a crepe fix.
Gino's, for a cheesesteak (Pat's was kind of gristly the last time we indulged)
If you need groceries, skip the "Acahme" (Acme in Philly speak) and head over to 1st Oriental Supermarket on Washington at 6th.
If you need to appease your in-laws, try Lore's Chocolates for dark chocolate covered oreos. Or whatever else.
I'm going to stop now before I cry.
Hope you get into the city for some fun.
Posted by: Paula | September 17, 2006 at 10:01 PM
Beeeeee-yatch.
How was the trip?
Posted by: mothergoosemouse | September 17, 2006 at 09:44 PM
A warm-ass welcome like that?!?
Must've made the drive TOTALLY worth it.
Hope you brought some spare change for your coffee tomorrow morning.
*loooving the irl hugs!*
Sorry y'all--I'm super happy--my girl's BACK!
Posted by: BFF | September 17, 2006 at 08:54 PM
And so it begins...hang in there!
Posted by: Elizabeth | September 17, 2006 at 08:52 PM
Wow.
You're not going to miss Mississippi AT ALL.
Posted by: Her Bad Mother's Mother 'Hood | September 17, 2006 at 08:33 PM
Um, yeah. Well, just think of all the blog post material you'll have. Hell, you can write a book! A how-to guide..."How To Live With Your In-laws Without Committing a Felony". Or something.
Posted by: Girl con Queso | September 17, 2006 at 08:23 PM
I *thought* I heard teeth grinding... :( Good luck - we're thinking of you!
Posted by: Jenn | September 17, 2006 at 08:13 PM
OMG. I'm so sorry. Maybe living on your own might be worth it?
Posted by: Christina | September 17, 2006 at 07:58 PM
I have a feeling you're going to be visiting "True Mother-in-Law Confessions." Daily.
Posted by: Suebob | September 17, 2006 at 07:50 PM
Have fun!
(And they don't know about this blog, right? How're you going to keep that up?)
Posted by: Karen | September 17, 2006 at 07:49 PM
Heh. We got pregnant, then married (by ourselves to avoid drah-mah) and our families had a reception/party for us. His mother, who had not seen me since we found out about the baby coming, greeted me sweetly with, ''Are you sure you're not having twins? You're SO big already.'' Lurve me some in-laws, indeed.
Posted by: CharmingDriver | September 17, 2006 at 07:43 PM