I have been reflecting alot these past few months, and while the reality of becoming a mother and the responsibilities that comes with it is slowly sinking in; I have been thinking of expectations and looking at my two immediate role models: My mother and my mother in law.
My mother has always been there for my brothers and me. There was never any question in my head, if there were other things more important than her than us. She had her own business, but she always made sure that she came home early to make sure that we were ok. Till today, if I am back in Singapore, she would call to check if I had dinner plans, and if I didn’t, she would somehow buy some food home or meet me for dinner. She does that for my brothers and my Dad too. Her church work and her work occupied her time yes, but I have never in one moment had the thought that these were important to her than me.
Her life just evolved around her children and her husband. Period.
So I have come to an almost rude awakening, when I learnt how different my MIL is compared to my mum. Perhaps it is a difference in culture- My mum is chinese and my mil is White. Or perhaps it is personality. I think it is a bit of both, but somehow I suspect it is more the latter. My mil- her life evolves around herself. I am not saying this out of spite, or out of some crazy jealousy ; but by careful observations of her behavior through the recent years. I am still feeling disappointed ( if not I won’t be blogging this.) knowing this, but can I excuse her behavior because she is not aware of it?
My mil lives 1 and a half hours away from us, we hardly see each other , perhaps once every four months? She will keep in touch sometimes and then sometimes we won’t hear from her for long periods at a time. If you invite her over for dinner, she would be on this very restricted diet that allows for no salt, no spicy etc, that will make you cringe and think about eating out instead to make it easier. She brings her dog everywhere which in my opinion the most annoying and spoilt dog in the world. He barks nonstop and likes to hump at your leg. She brings the dog to my house even though she knows that I am allergic to fur, but she claims the dog doesn’t shed fur. Although this fact might be true, it is still pretty inconsiderate, isn’t it?
She is not so bad, there are so many good qualities about her. She is fun to hang around with, when she is relaxed, she is intelligent, sharp and have a great sense of humor. She is generous with her giving too. And she is genuine. But there are things that I puzzle over that I just don’t understand.
I don’t understand why she didn’t drop by to visit over the weekend when she came to Stanford shopping center to shop , and we live only ten minutes away. Was she so task oriented or was she afraid that she would disturb us?
I don’t understand why she asked us ( perhaps jokingly perhaps not) to move to Marin so that she can be near us and the grandchild when we have bought a house here and she is renting in Marin?
I don’t understand why she asked us what our plans were for the weekend, and say she would like to meet, and then when I tell her, she doesn’t reply except on the saturday to say she is not coming?
I can only conclude that she does that because she is self-centered and not aware of the effect that she has on others.
In the chinese culture, being accused of being selfish or self centred, is like committing a big crime, but perhaps in the western culture, it is almost a desired trait. I was horrified when a fellow MBA friend recommended the book ” Fountain Head” by Arand, because it extolled the virtues of being selfish. Being selfish, gets you ahead , makes you ambitious , and you are willing to pay the price because you ultimately get what you want. A politically correct way of saying that you are selfish, is to say that you are being true to yourself.
So unlike the chinese culture, where it is filled with obligations of what you ought to do and what you ought not to do. In the western world, it is more of what you want to do and not want to do. So at the very least, I know that if my MIL is doing something, it is because she wants to do it, not because she feels that she has to do it.
Still, I am struggling to accept her as she is. My hubbie has , he just shrugs it off and in a way because of how he was brought up, is so much more independent than me. I am learning that in order to accept her, I have to understand her more. I have to have empathy to understand her past, what she has been through and what she is like now. I have to also give her feedback – of course with alot of considerations of how she feels. I also need to learn to manage my own expectations of her.