Ooh, fascinating, it took over a year of living with DBH to realise what was going on. It still drives me mad at times. I am direct, he is indirect. It took me months to click, the first example I remember very clearly. I was newly pregnant and so spent ages in our one and only loo at the time (folic acid!). He would loiter outside and ask 'Are you ok?', and I would answer, 'Yes, thank you!'
It finally sunk in that he wasn't at all concerned for my well-being - he wanted the loo!
MiL is exactly the same, so I know where he gets it from. The other week when she was here she spent ages quizzing me about our movements this Xmas (DD and family staying with us for a week) but seemed unable to accept it for some reason. She kept returning to it and I was getting quite irritated, she seemed unable to believe me! I thought I had her sussed - I presumed that she wanted us up there, as she often does, so said Sorry, we just couldn't fit in a visit up there as well. She looked horrified. What she had actually been hoping to do was pass over the care of Great Uncle!
Daughter not allowed to know new baby’s name until she visits him
