The son brought on March 8 one unfortunate tulip, and the daughter-in-law a huge bouquet, and it became unbearably bitter. Bashny.Net

Most mother-in-laws may have something to say. daughter-in-law. And these will not always be pleasant words. In most cases, so, claims on trifles, nothing special. Generation difference, daughter-in-law - a new person in the family, with his past, his habits. It's normal.



But there are really unbearable cases where you can not close your eyes. Here is one example we would like to tell you today. Self-confidence and permissiveness, coupled with not the simplest character, lead to such problems.

It's unpleasant when your efforts are not appreciated. It is doubly unpleasant when someone does not appreciate it.

Here is the main women’s holiday, March 8. I remember my son, as a young child, getting up in the morning and giving me hidden flowers. If Dad was generous, he would even buy chocolate. It was all very sweet and pleasant. Then we sat down at the table, had breakfast and talked about different things. I accepted greetings and did my usual housework.



In the evening, traditionally, my husband and I went to the cinema or theater. My son was placed in the care of my grandmother. She's having a party, too, but she has nowhere to go. And we are young, we still want to spend time together, strengthen relations, rejoice. My God, how long has it been...

Now I became a grandmother myself and had grandchildren, as well as a “beloved” daughter-in-law. I have a lot to say about this woman, and I think I will. First of all, her parents are not very rich villagers. I do not condemn them for this, but I want to emphasize that you understand what my daughter-in-law, let’s call her Ira, was brought up. And education, of course.



Next. You think if the girl came out of the village, then she's nimble and energetic? I don't think so. She and my son “agreed” (I write in parentheses, since I believe that this is entirely her idea) that everyone will wash the dishes themselves. And they'll cook in turn. My son has a good job and Ira gets a lot less. So why not do more around the house?

Then, when the grandchildren were born, Ira decided that she would go to some courses and change her place of work, since they lacked money. I believe that in this case she could turn her attention to the family, quit her job and, as they say, be the keeper of the hearth. Then the son would return to his native nest from work and feel that he is loved and respected here.



But back to the holiday. This year my son gave me a gift for March 8. One tulip. I said, “I’m sorry, this time I congratulate you symbolically.” Went out, didn't make it to the store. Here's more candy for you. Mood dropped immediately. But then I saw my sister-in-law on social media and what would you think? She posed there with a smile to her ears and a bouquet of beautiful roses! My mom has a tulip...

And yesterday they came to me together, to stay, then. At one point, I couldn't stand it. I asked my son, “Why did you give your wife a bouquet of roses and a seedy tulip and a seedy pack of candy?” He didn't even have a response at first. But then Irina spoke for him. He says, “What’s wrong with flowers and gifts if I’m a bad grandmother and don’t want to sit with my grandchildren?” My son just nodded approvingly.



I was a little confused at first. Well, I didn't always sit with my grandchildren, that's true. But this matchmaker is used to doing, she still has no other business. And this is not the main indicator - to watch the grandchildren. I'm not a very old woman, I'm interested in many things in this life. And the parents of the daughter-in-law older than me will be, and in the village, by and large, there is nothing to do, so they babysit.

If it weren't for me, who would have tolerated this Ira? Who would agree with her on everything? Washing dishes with a living wife, cooking... Yes, my upbringing allowed my son to study well, find a favorite job and support this woman. Or where would she find someone else who would pay her courses and drive her around the South? I think I was insulted for nothing. Now we're not talking and I don't even know when we'll make up. Happy March 8, dear girls and women, I wish that you would be appreciated more than my own son appreciates me!



That's the situation. A quarrel of relatives is always sad, especially on holidays. We hope that the family of our reader will come to their senses and relatives will find a common language.