The MIL Complex (Or The Complex MIL)

Tom and I went over to his parents for dinner last night. I've never had any problems with that - in fact I've always told Tom that we should try to spend more time with his family. Unfortunately, though, I think that has officially ended for me. Granted, we've never had a night like last night before, but frankly I only see it going downhill from here. Maybe I'm wrong (please let me be wrong).

I'm not going to bore you with the gory details, but here's a rundown of the lovely evening:

• Tom's father complaining about "stupid liberals". Well buddy, I AM a stupid liberal (and this was the only thing I said about the subject). A very proud stupid liberal, in fact, because at least in my liberal-ness I'm not a close minded, anti-change individual who simply hates someone because they aren't exactly the same as me.
  
  
• I brought up the fact that Tom and I had decided we'd like to get married on the farm. Tom's mom was pretty excited about the idea and we both started going back and forth with different wedding ideas. At one point Tom said in a very annoyed tone, "Let's save the marriage talk until we're actually engaged." A pretty huge blow on his part, especially in front of his family. He's usually very excited about the idea of getting married when we're alone together, but once it's brought up around other people? Forget it.
  
  
• Tom's mother asked when or if we plan on getting Aiden baptized. Tom started to say that we weren't very interested in doing that, and I very honestly said "I don't believe in God, so it's not something I feel comfortable doing." His mom basically had a heart attack and had to sit down, and then said "You're going to make me want to fight for full custody." EXCUSE ME?! Where does someone get off saying that???

We left shortly after and I was pretty upset for the rest of the night. Tom has promised not to give me a hard time about getting married in front of people anymore, which is good. It's just a shame that his family can't accept me for who I am. I always envisioned myself marrying someone who was very close with his family and whose family I was very close with. I wanted to be able to spend time with my mother or sister-in-law without my husband and enjoy it. It doesn't seem like that's going to be happening, though.

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Wassup Aiden?

I keep having to do double-takes when I look over at Aiden because he's constantly standing up and doing whatever he's doing. He crawls to his destination and very expertly pulls himself up and checks out the world. Literally every time I turn around, he's standing up and playing. I'm still not used to it, and I still constantly ask myself where time has gone. He's my baby. My baby shouldn't be standing.

Despite the fact that I'm in denial about it all, it's a pretty cute site.

We took him to the doctor yesterday because he's been driving me nuts with his crankiness, and he appears to be on a sleep strike of some sort. 30 minute naps and waking up at 10pm every night don't fly with me. His ears looked clear, and he has a pretty mucus-y nose, so we're assuming he's got some sort of virus. He's slept a pretty decent amount today so let's hope whatever bug he has it's moving out.



Standing up + nekkidness = parTAY