My mom came over today and started yelling at me that my house was filthy. I had a sink load of dishes to do and was cleaning my carpets (the whole reason she was here!) because BD2 had gone poop while going down the stairs (she's potty training and her potty was downstairs at the time). I told her (again) that DH does the dishes in our house. The kitchen is "his" room, he cooks dinner most of the time and he does the dishes. He doesn't like it when I "invade" his territory. I get it. The kids rooms are "my" rooms. The living room is "my" room. I arrange the furniture, I decorate, I do pretty much everything in those rooms. He has 1 room in our house that is his alone.
She started telling me how I need to do the dishes and cook because I'm a housewife. This is the fifth time this month she's been yelling at me about that I'm a housewife so I need to do x, y, z.

I snapped.

"Yeah, mom, because that worked SO well in your marriages."

CRAP. She turned around and stormed out. My mother was married 3 times and I'm the product of a long term affair on her first husband (they finally divorced when I was around 3 or 4 from what I understand) with her boss. The two marriages that I remember (SF1 and SF2) were miserable. With SF1 she did everything around the house and he worked. They HATED each other. She only married him so that I'd have a father after my BF and her broke up when I was 2. Trust me, that is a HORRIBLE IDEA and took quite a bit of therapy for me to get over. SF2 and she split the cooking and dishes. Of course, he also liked to throw her down stairs and hold a knife to my throat, so it's no wonder that marriage didn't work out....

Why did I say that......