Advice for dealing with your Chinese mother-in-law. Stories about having or relating to a Chinese mother-in-law. All from one Western woman with a Chinese husband.
John and I have been married for 10 years, live in China and have no kids. But as being childless isn’t normal, we’ve had our share of awkward experiences.
I think the love of a Chinese family is one of the best kept secrets in the world. And if ever there was an example, it’s our upcoming move to Hangzhou.
John’s Grandma has never hugged or kissed me, nor told me she loves me. But these days — and especially after this dinner — I’ve never felt closer to her.
All these years, I had it wrong. When my husband mentioned the Winter Solstice sesame balls his mother made, I thought they were a version of tangyuan.
My Chinese in-laws miss us and can’t wait to have us move back into their home. And strange as it sounds, I can’t wait to move in with them too.
I spent much of the past week in bed, and unfortunately, much of this weekend as well. So I’m sending you to the archives this Monday so I can catch my breath and rest up a little. Those of you new to this blog may have missed my posts on Chinese marriage, through the eyes […]