You Should Have Seen Her Face
My niece’s birth was a special event, seeing as she was the first grandchild born on both sides of the family. We had a baby shower before she was born, and it was all nice and dandy except for my step-mother-in-law’s various tantrums. Starting off with #1: She got upset that my mother-in-law was there and said that was still trying to take my father-in-law away from her.
Um, she’s been remarried for years now. Plus, it’s…my mother-in-law’s first grandchild??? She’s allowed to be there??? My mother-in-law didn’t even interact with my father-in-law the entire time (she rarely does at all, in fact) so why would she care about getting with him? Oh, but she was just getting started. She then got upset that the baby wouldn’t be named after her.
She oh so wanted the baby to be named after her because “It’s a perfect name! Everyone wants to have it!” Another story for another day, but she’s…oddly obsessed with how “perfect” her name is. So the baby wasn’t named after her, and she got angry and went off on how important she is and how she’s contributed so much to the family.
Talking about how she’s always been a mother to my partner and her siblings (She’s been married to my father-in-law for like three years. When they got together, all of them had already graduated). Then the big whammy. She wouldn’t be called Grandma. She spent almost that entire time asking my sister-in-law for “grandma names”.
My sister-in-law told her that she’d just be called by her name and nothing else because she’s not the “stepmom,” she’s just my father-in-law’ wife and that’s all she’d ever be. She got upset, started throwing stuff around, cursing…and then said something that I feel is truly unforgivable. “I HOPE YOU HAVE A MISCARRIAGE”. I swear to you the minute she said that we all snapped our heads towards her and she just stood there thinking she did no wrong
My sister-in-law kicked her out and we enjoyed the rest of the evening without her. Thankfully, she didn’t have a miscarriage and my niece is happy and healthy. She’s two years old now, and instead of calling this woman grandma like she so politely asked…she runs around calling her “Lady” and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard.
Her face when she first started calling her Lady was the funniest thing, I swear to God.