YES, my husband does this a lot! Like your family, he refuses to accept I am an aspie but at the same time, has a horrible tendency to use me being literal and other things, against me.
But lol because of my aspieness, he is having no choice but to think in a different way because I keep mentioning it and he even gets to hear what it is all about, because when I go on a tangent, I spill forth with as much information as I can, on any given topic.
He would really like to just put this on the shelf and "just get on with life" but what he fails to appreciate is that it would be like me demanding he put HIMSELF on the shelf.
I find texting him or emailing him works well, because I am able to formulate my sentences in a way to not get mocked and I guess it is a bit better for me, because it is ROMANTIC love and thus, he is not setting out to be cruel; for I know he loves me very much and does try; but his severe NT way of thinking ( hehehehe), just makes it most hard to get around that his wife is impaired in some way and sadly, he has a bit of a competitive streak in him and thus, wants to be always worse than me, which is hard to deal with.
You could try asking your family members by text or email: what are their views on aspergers and then say: here is a link for you.
I get intensely angry when my husband treats me as though I am stupid; especially since it was he that pointed out the traits ( but not knowing what is going on), so I guess he was pointing them out to try and improve me or teach me, but if there is this possibility that my brain is wired differently, now that is not to be born, because it means he has to do a bit of compromising and, umm that is hard going!
Sometimes he surprises me with how loving he can be. Recently I could not face the social interaction to a bbq we were invited to and took the opportunity when he volunteered to go somewhere, to go with him ( at his invite) and then ask with tears flowing down, if he would please take me home and wow he did too and was super sweet and all he said was that he felt sad that I was not going to be with him. We texted each other, whilst he was there and so, that was lovely. Of course, paradoxically, I wanted to be at the bbq; it is hard going when you hear of everyone having fun and you are not there sharing in it! Plus he received tons of photos that were taken at the bbq and everyone looks so happy and I felt stabs of envy and had to swollen them down!