Post by dulcemariamar on Dec 19, 2012 5:44:10 GMT -5
SO to meet the parents? How did it go? If your SO if from a different country/culture, was it more difficult?
My DH came to visit my parents during Christmas. We had only been dating a few months but he came to visit while I was on Xmas break during college.
My parents (especially my Mom) loves Christmas. Their house looks like Christmas threw up all over it. (I am not kidding. Each room has a theme to it) Plus, my Dad put on Christmas music 24/7 and they go crazy with baking and Christmas activities.
So my DH later told me that he was a bit scared when he got there because his family was never big on the holidays and he was scared of the bathroom because there was Frosty the Snowman all over the place.
I think it is funny because now he loves Christmas and he is always singing Christmas songs (even though he makes up half the words) and he goes crazy decorating our house.
My parents are really great hosts, so he had a great time.
How about you? Do you remember the first time you introduced your SO to your family?
Oh yeah. I took H (then BF) to meet dad, in Michigan, in late March. It was H's first experience with snow. It started at 5,000 feet on decent in blizzard conditions. Then went to him looking at me scraping snow off the rental car in amazement because he didn't realize that snow to stick to a vertical surface. This was all at 11:00 PM. 8 hours later dad had him out there teaching my Aussie how to snow blow. We have video somewhere.
Meeting mom, sis/bil and 5 week old baby niece in LV was interesting. I had never been to LV before so we stayed on the strip. BIL couldn't get his Harley running. H had enough of cooing baby talk and escaped to the garage to help BIL. 10 minutes later we hear the bike crank over. All three of us (mom, sis and me) are like, "uhm, the bike hasn't run in 9 months". BIL runs in, gives me HUGE hugs and exclaims, "OMG XXX is AWESOME, can we keep him?"
Post by crimsonandclover on Dec 19, 2012 6:50:20 GMT -5
Yep. We had been dating for about 7 months, and I had gone back to Germany to visit him after 3 months. When my dad picked me up from the airport after that trip, I told him to prepare himself because I was 99% sure that was the guy I was going to marry. So they had a heads up. Most of the trip wasn't anything too memorable, but they really liked DH and when he asked them (while I was out giving the dog a bath) for my hand in marriage, they said yes and helped him plan the engagement stuff. We got engaged 2 days before he flew back to Germany, so obviously that part of the trip was memorable! :-)
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Post by singingpilgrim on Dec 19, 2012 9:09:05 GMT -5
My FI still hasn't met my parents!
But they've talked on the phone. And Ryan and my mom bonded a lot while I was in the air flying here, because they were both nervous and kept each other company.
H was nervous but he has good people skills. He can keep conversations going forever. Unlike me... I'm so introverted that I can't even speak well with my in-laws. It's probably good there is usually a language barrier with them.
Post by mrsukyankee on Dec 19, 2012 17:10:23 GMT -5
DH met my parents in London before he came to the States...they are divorced so it was at different times. He first went to the States after we got engaged (dating a few years). He's very social and gets on great with my family - he fits perfectly with the whole teasing thing that we do. Honestly, I probably wouldn't have married someone who didn't get on with my family decently. I didn't meet his parents until 2 months before the wedding as they refused to meet me - Indian expats who thought he should marry an Indian woman and not an American who would most likely divorce him for his money (yeah right).
Mine met the week we got married while they "vacationed" with us for 3 weeks. It was horrible. They are high maintenance emotionally speaking and were offensive assholes. My husband was awesome and put up with them without even saying a word.
Mine met the week we got married while they "vacationed" with us for 3 weeks. It was horrible. They are high maintenance emotionally speaking and were offensive assholes. My husband was awesome and put up with them without even saying a word.
The first time I introduced DH to my parents was Thanksgiving '99. It was his first Thsnksgiving experience despite having lived in the States for a few years by then. He took me back to the UK that Christmas and was a much more, er, pronounced cultural experience. His parents are conservative and they live in the country. They introduced me to Christmas Pudding and hard sauce and I tried not to seem to weird and foreign.
Sunday will make it a year since he first met them. He came home at Christmas to be with us. My parents just loved him and were so nice and accommodating. I love my parents. It all went so well. When we were getting in the car to drive BF to the airport, my dad said to him "I only had one concern, and that's that you were good enough for meggers, and you definitely are". Oh and I'll see BF 4 weeks from today
We'd done 3 months in person and 5 months long distance when he came to visit. He got in at 7am on a Saturday, I picked him up and brought him home. My mam was up so he met her. Then we went up stairs to dump his stuff. He walked out of his bedroom right into my dad. My dad was in his underwear and without his glasses on the way to the bathroom. He stopped, peered at him and said "You must be Dave, I'll shake your hand later though if you don't mind" and carried on to the bathroom. My dad had forgotten we were going to have guests and was mortified.
Nope. We haven't seen them in nearly 4 years (since the wedding), and after their last bit of shenanigans in 2010, we ceased all contact. A sweet, quiet, drama-free, loving, kind life ever since.
My dh met my whole family a month or so after we met. It was my sister's 21st birthday and she had a party in the house and he came to it. He wasn't scared away.
But it was well over a year later when I first met his mum and even longer til I met his dad - he thinks his dad is a bit of an embarrassment and is always afraid of new people meeting his dad. (Like when my parents were invited to their house for Sunday lunch before we got married and his dad basically told my dad what he was saying was totally rubbish and went on to pontificate on the right theory...)
We're on first name terms with our respective ILs...
My mom met H at Heathrow while she was on a long layover to Zambia for a medical mission. She liked him. It was all very quick, we had like three hours to see each other before my mom went to Zambia.
I told her three days later, via text message, that we would be getting married when we came to the US in two weeks. She took it very well!
Post by travelingturtle on Dec 20, 2012 14:26:22 GMT -5
H met my folks about a month after we started dating. He actually met a bunch of amily because I brought him to a get together at my aunts house. I also had family visiting from Norway that I hadn't even met yet. Meet the parents was on tv. then a month later we went to another big family get together for my dads surprise birthday.h did fine.
I told her three days later, via text message, that we would be getting married when we came to the US in two weeks. She took it very well!
Gold star for your Mom!
My first trip home with DH was wonderful until the second to last day when we decided to tell my parents we wanted to get married. My mother flipped a nut. I have never felt as bad as I did that day in my life. All sorts of nasty things were said, and the aggressiveness which in the end turned out to be a "byproduct of a medicine she was on" at that time. She's been ok since, but things that were said over those two nights have taken a long, long, long time to get over. I'm shocked DH stuck with me after that, quite frankly.
We'd done 3 months in person and 5 months long distance when he came to visit. He got in at 7am on a Saturday, I picked him up and brought him home. My mam was up so he met her. Then we went up stairs to dump his stuff. He walked out of his bedroom right into my dad. My dad was in his underwear and without his glasses on the way to the bathroom. He stopped, peered at him and said "You must be Dave, I'll shake your hand later though if you don't mind" and carried on to the bathroom. My dad had forgotten we were going to have guests and was mortified.
I only remember when he met my mom, boy that was 1997. She invited him over for dinner to meet him and it went so smoothly, by the end of the night they were talking about different ways to make minestrone. LOL
My mom invited DH over for a braai (BBQ) and while we were all sitting at the table I am guessing that nerves must have gotten the better of DH because he let off a rather loud fart by accident (This is not normal behaviour for him). He tried to diguise it as scrapping his chair back, but never pulled it off. I had only known him a few weeks then. Oh well, at least it made it memorable.
XH and I had only been dating 3 months when Christmas rolled around. It was his first Christmas in the US, so I asked if he wanted to come home with me. I didn't think he'd be interested, but I felt bad that he'd be stuck by himself. He was actually really excited to visit small-town America and was reeeeally hoping he'd get to see snow for the first time.
He and my parents got along great (he gets along great with everyone), but apparently my mother read waaaaay too much into it. "I knew it was serious when you brought him home for Christmas." ^o) This is a huge reason that I never mention DBF. I'm scared that if I even tell her his name she might start having wedding invitations printed!
My dad came over to NL for some meetings and my brother and I usually have dinner with him when he comes over if he has time. I made the reservation for 4 instead of 3 and informed them that I was bringing someone. That's when they all found out I was dating someone and it was serious. (I'd never introduced a boyfriend to my family before, with the drama my family is, I've always wanted to make very very sure of everything before introducing anyone, it never came that far before!)
I wasn't in touch with my mom much at that time, so she didn't meet him until we decided to come to my brother's b-day party at her house. That presented a whole new drama, because I apparently didn't properly introduce him to every single person in the room. My stepmom met him when he came over to the US to join me for my last 10 days of vacation there (I had a month) a few months after my dad met him.