I feel very fortunate. If there was an
award for best stepmother, I would nominate mine. But it doesn't end
there, if there was such an award for mothers-in-law, I would throw
her name in, too. How many people can say that?
A person's relationship with her mother
is tricky, with one's stepmother (if she has one) is even trickier,
and the relationship with her mother-in-law, well, that's often stuff
of nightmares. From what I've heard, Chinese mothers-in-law are a
particularly thorny breed, as traditionally they reigned above the
household. I've read some interesting blogs posts about Western women
and their m-i-ls, my favorite includes Jocelyn's post on her blog
Speaking of China; the comment section in particular elicited a
spectrum of emotions in me—from anger to fear to sadness, but
mostly just gratitude that I haven't had to deal with the in-law
headaches most women speak of.
Why is my mother-in-law so great?
Clearly, we have our differences; I've written about a few (such as an old, snarky post on spitting on the floor at TGIFridays and more recently, only allowing warm food and beverage while breastfeeding). At the heart of things, she is very
open-minded and has always accepted me. It's not easy to accept that
your child is marrying a foreigner, my own parents had their own
concerns about this in the beginning. With the occasional exception,
she doesn't lecture me for not doing things The Chinese Way. She also
does the chores that Ming and I hate and mostly refuse to do, such as
cleaning the stove. For that alone, I'd like to nominate her for
sainthood.
I think part of the reason Ming's mom
is such an easygoing mother-in-law is because she never had a m-i-l
of her own lording over her. Historically, there seems to be a cycle
of abuse, passed down from one generation of Chinese women to the
next. Since each woman had to endure the torment of her husband's
mother, she eventually feels the need to even the score by
mistreating her son's wife. Ming's paternal grandparents died around
the time of the Communist takeover of China, leaving his dad an
orphan. Ming's mom never met any of her in-laws and Ming has never
had contact with anyone from his Dad's side of the family, which come
from far off Sichuan Province. Because of this, for better or worse,
Ming's mom has never belonged to any family but her own.
But being without in-laws isn't the
real reason for her greatness. My m-i-l has a great personality. This
is clear through her myriad friends and her ability to always find a
boyfriend despite the disproportionate amount of elderly women to
men. Since having William, we've had the chance to spend an awful lot
of time together. It's been a great chance to bond over the baby and
get to know her more intimately.
Spending so much time together also
provides a glimpse of what the future may look like for us--for her
help and kindness are not a one way street. One day, when she is too
old or too lonely, we will most likely take care of her and live
together. This is often part of the deal when one marries into a
Chinese family, which is different from most American families I
know. I long ago accepted the idea and now have even grown to like
it. While merging different generations and personalities together
can sometimes be challenging, it's nice to know we can all lean on
each other through our difficulties.
How about you? Do you ever imagine
taking care of your parents or in-laws when they are old? How do you
think you'll get along?
Ming, Ping, and my m-i-l, circa 2010 |
4 comments:
Hi I finally have a chance to read your blog! I am Kim from Nama Mama. I am so happy to see that your m-i-l is so lcool. Like you said, nice m-i-ls are hard to come by in China.
As for my m-i-l, we haven't had a chance to get to know each other because we don't have a common language. K told me that when he first said he wanted to marry me she was opposed, but she didn't know me, so I am not offended. I would have probably felt the same way!
I do know that she is a hard working and devout woman, doing something like 300 prostrations every day. She has always been kind to me and sometimes mimes in great earnest to try to get a point across. We have had moments sitting together on the porch filled with laughter and happiness.
I don't see my m-i-l very often because we live in the city which is almost 3 hours away from the village by bus. I wouldn't mind seeing her more but I often get sick while staying in the village.
Keep building that great relationship you have with your husband's mom. I hope I will be able to read and comment more soon!
Thanks for your comment, Kim.
I didn't speak Mandarin at first, so I wasn't able to communicate with Ming's mom in the beginning. I'm glad I can now, especially with having a baby and her being around so much.
I don't write about my m-I-l very much. Their local dialect is not standard mandarin so we have communication difficulties for sure, but the bigger gap is the fact that she doesn't seem to believe she is allowed to have fun. I take great pleasure planning things for my own parents to do and they reciprocate my attention by enjoying themselves and letting me do things for them, but not my mil. Unfortunately every time they come I feel like a stranger in my own house as she won't even let me cook or go into my own kitchen. I know it is her way of showing love, but even after being with Li for over five years now and married for two, I haven't managed to get used to it!
@megkm
I can understand the "feeling like a stranger" bit. Since having a baby there is less of a feeling that this is my home and my m-i-l does so much with the baby sometimes I feel like she is his mother!
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