Well, in my house, we have her parents, who “don’t know” about our relationship (in quotation marks because if that’s true, they’re too dense to produce a smart lady like my LO. We’ve lived together for nine years, and they DO know that. At this point, we both assume this is something they would just rather pretend they don’t know.), and my parents, who have known for almost all of those nine years, and who are determinedly inclusive. We get invited over every weekend. And major holiday. And minor holiday. And foreign holiday (“Let’s all have a barbeque to celebrate Victoria Day!”). We could eat at my mother’s house every night for the rest of our lives if we were so inclined.
Here’s the thing: I love my parents dearly. But if your in-laws hate you, you will have WAY more time on the weekends.
OK, smartass stuff aside. The other posters here are right - it all depends on your SO’s attitude. Some people are just not ready to cope with family hostility or the things that go with it. And you don’t need to ask your boyfriend if he’s willing to put it all on the line for your relationship - just watch him. Does he defend you or them? If it’s you, he’s chosen you. If it’s them, it’s time to say goodbye.
Actually, let me take a tiny part of that back. Some of this also depends on you. You have to be willing to accept that, ten or fifteen years down the road, your choices may consist of:
- Staying at home (with the kids, if there are any) while your husband attends Important Family Occasions alone
- Going with your husband to Important Family Occasions and enduring the inevitable tension, hostility, and outright misery that might entail, not to mention inflicting them on your kids, if there are any
- Staying home from said IFOs and telling your husband it’s all right, but not actually being all right with it, so you always end up starting a fight after he comes back, which is a charming way to celebrate festive occasions, weddings, and funerals
I used to go with option three. Eight years ago. Two holidays into it, I realized that a) I was creating unnecessary tension and unhappiness and b) I wouldn’t spend every holiday alone for the rest of my life just because I spent two hours alone during one this year. (And I haven’t, let me add, spent any alone for any length of time at all since I stopped making a fuss about it.)
Now I go with option 1 and consider I’m well out of the IFOs. We have enough family joy with just my side, given my mother’s penchant for declaring an IFO to commemorate such things as a new shrub, the anniversary of a minor outpatient medical procedure, or a local Water Board election.
To sum: it can work. If he wants it to enough, and you want it to enough. And you already know, or at least can easily find out, if both those things are true.