Mother-in-law Hell

The day I met her, when she looked me up and down, turned her head and neglected to say hello, I should have known I was in for a long haul. Since then she has tried her best to keep her son to herself. From the stories of all of the ex-girlfriends that were “like part of the family” to the lies she has created in her mind and tried convincing my husband and his family are true. After nearly taring apart my relationship after our first born, I have tried for years to be the bigger person out of respect for my husband and our daughter, but I don’t think I have the stregnth any longer.

My sister-n-law was recently married. While their was plenty of drama at the wedding caused by my MIL, I thought for once I escaped it. It wasn’t until five days later that I realized she saved the best for last. She had my father-in-law call my husband while he was working to inform him that I was flirting with his uncle, my FIL’s brother, showed him my underwear, and was seen making out with him in the woods behind the reception hall. My husband informed his father that he would speak with me about it and get back to him, as if I were a child that needed to be interrogated.

I returned home from work that evening and asked my husband why he was upset. After he told me, my body didn’t know how to react. I remember with my blood boiling I began to laugh and cry at the same time and just looked at him and said “I hate your family!” He and I spoke breifly about it as it didn’t take long to convince him that I didn’t do any of it, I mean come on, I was wearing granny panties that I am not even comfortalbe my husband seeing me in let alone teasing another man with (especially his Uncle!) and I hadn’t stepped foot in the woods behind the reception- EVER!

We then wondered how many people have heard this story. A few days later he called his mother to find out and she had told everyone in the family including his Nana and Pop pop.

To make the long story shorter, a few day’s later he told his parents that they are to go to him first with any story’s about me and that we will discuss them and work them out between the two of us. The same day they invited us to their home for dinner that Sunday. I wanted to scream when my husband asked if we could go. I told him I needed time to think about it and went back asking if we could meet for breakfast at a local diner as I wasn’t ready for all of that after what had happened. He agreed.

Now, two weeks later (breakfast was canceled as my SIL was in labor that morning), he and I are still not the same. I asked him what will happen the next time his mother does something like this as this was by far not the first incident and he just forgives and forgets so quickly. He said he didn’t know and suggested perhaps that since she and I do not get along maybe we should avoid seeing each other. I disagreed as our daughter would eventually catch on that something wasn’t right and I feel that he should stand by me and say that if they cannot accept me then they cannot accept us and we would move on without them. What are your thoughts?