A little insight

I am an avid thinker. I try and make a difference in the lives of people around me. I make people laugh. My blogs might seem more on the serious side but don't let it fool you into thinking that I am a serious person. I am known more for my quick wit and ability to tickle ribs. I am also very passionate about parenting.
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Monday, June 9, 2008

In-laws

I know that at this point, I must dedicate a label in my blog just for my in-laws. Surprisingly, given the circumstances, they are the most amazing, large-hearted, wonderful people that you can possibly imagine. They accepted me very openly and introduced me to the family. I pinch myself very often when I cannot believe my luck at having such wonderful in-laws. My MIL has stood by me so unwaveringly in the last 5 years, so much so that it brings tears to my eyes.
She has just good advice to any problem. She thinks through everything before saying it. Kind and friendly, she is the envy of the entire family because she always has people milling around her. Thankfully, my daughter has inherited that quality.
My husband and I worked in the same organisation then and were in the night shifts. Mine was an absolute graveyard shift. So when we would visit Hyderabad, I had the hardest time staying awake in the morning. My body was totally attuned to being awake at night. It was torture at its worst. I would drag myself out of bed in the morning, bloody eyed. I would struggle to stay awake. I would think – what would my MIL be thinking about me. All the hindi movies on the saas-bahu saga was not wasted on me. I just imagined the worst. To top it all, my MIL would not say anything about it. Worse torture. I thought something big was coming my way. My mind conjured up the worst and slowly, I mentally prepared myself for the onslaught.
Then a month and half later (yeah, yeah after the wedding), I discovered I was pregnant. My MIL did not offer any out-of-the-way tips or intrude. She even till date has never interfered in Neha’s upbringing. In fact she was so helpful during my last 2 months of pregnancy. She would not allow me to lift a finger. Needless to say, I felt very guilty. When I would wake up, I would ask her to give me any job that I could accomplish by sitting. Since I started bugging her, she would wake up even earlier and complete all the work.

Like I told my MIL sometime back. Though Neel and I were so unlikely to meet, we did. It was really not because I was destined to meet my husband this way. It was because I was meant to meet my MIL. :D

5 comments:

Reflections said...

Nice writeup abt ur MIL. She must be a very special woman. Knowing ur mil & fil to be very energetic, its totally surprising that Neel is so laidback;-P

Reflections said...

u r the only one who has not put up the TAG

Reflections said...

U've been tagged once again. U better do it this time:-}

Reflections said...

And the nominations are....

Reflections said...

U r the pits, seriously u r :-S