Monster in laws now that is a subject I know a ton about. We were not even married yet and they were already in for the kill. We had found an apartment about 4 months before the wedding, that way we only paid one rent instead of two. Then we used the extra money to pay for things for the wedding and our honeymoon. His father said our house was the womb of the devil and he would never come over. That was better for me, he just rubbed me the wrong way so I did bite my tongue when he said that. Then we looked for churches since we did not go to own we had to find one that we both liked.
I had a friend who was a pastor and was willing to marry us with a just a small donation to the church. So we then went over and talked with his mother and told her where it would be held. She went behind our backs and took his father over to my friend and gave him the 3rd degree. My friend later called me to tell me he could not do our wedding with such hatred from his parents. They told him he was not a pastor that he worked for the devil because he would not do the vows like they wanted. With my blood pressure boiling I still held my tongue, I was tiringnot to get started on the wrong foot.
So we tried to include them in some of the decision making along with my mother. We found a reception hall that was perfect, and to my surprise they did not have a word to say. We had our test dinner about 2 months before the wedding. We all went and they brought out all kinds of food for you to test and make the menu you wanted for your dinner. It all went well and we had the menu done before the night was over. As we were finishing up our deserts they had to start with something. His mother asked me when was the children going to come into the picture. I was polite and told her I was only 21 years old and would not even think about it for years to come, I wanted to be settled in my marriage and work.
That was her calling card, she jumped up and yelled at my soon to be husband that if I was not going to have babies right away they did not want any part of it. With that they tossed their napkins on the table and left. I was dumbfounded, we were not even married yet and she was having a fit over kids. I just cried I did not know if I could handle the pressure of them at all. They had a rough marriage with the father drinking and the mother not wanting to clean anything, thats why I hated to go to their home, it was so dirty. So I guess they were tring to live their should of been marriage through us.
My soon to be went over and talk with his parents, letting them know that they were being out of line with many things. His father being a born again Christen was now a pastor, forgetting about his drunken past and the many women he cheated on his wife with. She forgave him and they started again, but they were just so odd. They believed that you should have children till the day you die or when the doctors say you can not have anymore. She was 51 years old carrying around a baby she had just had, she would of had 20 kids instead of 7 if it wasn't for miscarriages and still births. So my soon to be and I talked it out and I decided to give them another chance. They agreed to go the wedding as long as his father got to do our marriage counseling before hand.
I really didn't want to but I agreed just to make things smooth out. The time came and we had to go to his parents house for a crash course of counseling. I answered his questions the best I could, then he threw me for a loop when he started talking about our sex life. He wanted to know how we did it, how many times, the outcome of each encounter, and that was enough for me. I told him I did not feel right speaking of such things to him, that it was a private issues between his son and myself. So I picked up my stuff and walked out. They did show up for the wedding, but they did not smile or say anything to the other guests. It was hard to get through, but we did it. There are just some people that are willing to bend and except your life as your life. Then there are people like his parents that do not want to meet in the middle, they want you to be as miserable as they are. So for that class of people you will never be able to get along with them. It is such a shame that they would miss out on life because they are so pigheaded.