How My Husband Secretly Supported His Mother While I Had Nothing to Dress Our Child In My husband and I don’t live in luxury – we do our best to get by. We both work, but our incomes are small. I’d call them modest, really. We have a four-year-old daughter. As you can imagine, raising a little one these days is expensive, and it’s generally tough making ends meet on a tight budget. To make things harder, my husband decided to help his mother pay her rent. We can hardly scrape by ourselves, and yet we’re sending money to my mother-in-law. She’s in fine health and could easily take a part-time job. I’d go myself, but since I need to look after my daughter when she returns from nursery, someone has to be there for her. Every time I asked my mother-in-law to mind my little one, she always refused, claiming she didn’t have the energy – she said her health was poor. And then I found out that my mother-in-law had gone on holiday, and not a cheap one, either. I only found out because my husband dropped it on me that, while his mum was away, he needed me to trek across town and look after her plants. Saying I was shocked is an understatement. Especially since the time I’d waste fussing over her flowers could be spent earning some extra money elsewhere. But what surprised me even more was that, lately, my mother-in-law has started living a posh lifestyle. She’s dressed in designer accessories, boutique dresses, and such. I kept wondering where she was getting the money. My husband always made it sound like his poor mum couldn’t even make rent by herself, and yet here we are. Maybe the holiday was paid for by a secret benefactor, I thought. Then, one day, I noticed my husband carrying around the same heavy bag all the time. While he was in the bathroom, I peeked inside and found electronics. One laptop was familiar – it belonged to my friend. The next day at work, that very friend told me that my husband was making extra cash doing repair jobs. So, that’s where the money was coming from! And when I asked him outright if he was giving all of it to his mother, he said yes. “So I have nothing to dress myself or our daughter with, we’re darning socks over and over, but you’re sending your mother to luxury resorts and buying her boutique clothes?” “They’re my earnings. I can spend them how I like.” Safe to say, I sent him packing – on his own dime. If he loves his mother so much, let him live with her. Don’t you think that’s fair?

How My Husband Was Secretly Supporting His Mother While I Couldn’t Properly Clothe Our Child

Looking back, life was always a bit of a struggle for my husband and mewe did our best with what little we had. We both worked, but our pay packets were small; Id even say, meagre. We had a four-year-old daughter at the time. Anyone whos raised a small child knows how expensive it is, especially in our day and age. Simply making ends meet on a modest income was no easy feat.

To make matters worse, my husband decided to help his mother cover her rent. We were barely scraping by ourselves and yet somehow, we were sending money off to my mother-in-law. The woman was in perfectly good health and could have easily picked up a part-time job. Id have gone myself, but someone had to look after a small child after nursery hours. As often as I asked my mother-in-law to look after our daughter, she always refused, claiming she wasnt up to it, that she was poorly.

Then I found out my mother-in-law had gone off on holidaya rather extravagant one at that. My husband simply informed me, matter-of-factly, that while his mother was away, Id have to go all the way across town to take care of her house plants. To say I was taken aback would be an understatement. That time could have been spent earning extra money, rather than fussing over her flowers.

But that wasnt even the most shocking part. Of late, my mother-in-law had begun to act the part of a lady of leisure. Shed acquired expensive accessories, dresses from boutiques and more besides. Id always wondered where she found the money, since my husband was forever lamenting how his poor mother couldnt even pay her own rent. And all those resort trips? Perhaps shed found herself a wealthy benefactor.

Then, one day, I noticed my husband lugging about the same heavy bag week after week. Curiosity got the better of me, and, when he was in the bath, I had a peek inside. There was a collection of equipmentone laptop, I recognised straightaway as belonging to my friend. The next day at work, my friend mentioned that my husband was earning a bit on the siderepairing electronics and such.

So thats where the extra money was coming from! When I asked my husband outright whether every penny was going straight to his mother, he admitted it was.
So our daughter and I are patching up socks and can barely dress ourselves decently, while youre sending your mother on luxury holidays and buying her clothes from high-end shops?

“Thats my money. Ill spend it as I see fit,” he replied.

It goes without saying that I sent him packingwith his own money, no less. If he loved his mother so much, let him live with her. Isnt that only fair?