Post # 1
- Wedding: March 2005 - Westside Loft, New York
Because we were long distance (ny and la), the third time we ever saw each other, Mr. Bee met my parents about 2 months after we first met.
I met Mr. Bee’s parents 5 months after we first met because they lived abroad.
What about you? When did you first meet your FI’s parents? And when did he first meet yours?
Post # 3
I met his entire family at his mom’s wedding 3 months into our relationship. Needless to say, I was pretty nervous that day.
Post # 4
I went out to dinner with his parents and his Nana (he the BEST nana ever) on our third date — no joke! He met mine that same night when he came to pick me up for the date. His Nana always talks about that night (she’s 93 now, 6 years later) and reminds my fiance that she told him that "She’s a keeper" … I love that story!
Post # 5
He met mine after about 2 months (they are local to us), and I met his after 4 months of dating (they are in the east coast and we’re in the west coast)
Post # 6
about a month or so in i was brought over for Sunday Sauce, where I later learned in the family a girl has to be "sauce worthy" (of eating his mom’s homemade marinara) to make it over for the lunch. He and his brother’s always discussed girls and would ask is she sauce worthy? I was the first and last for him
Post # 7
I met them after about 2.5 months. They’re great and love my son now so much too! Couldn’t be more blessed than to have them also!
Post # 8
I met them a little over six months after we started dating- partly due to them living in a different country than us at the time, but the more that I know the FI’s family dynamics, the more I’m convinced it wouldn’t have been any earlier (maybe even later) if we’d all been in the same country.
The night he brought me by, he didn’t realize his parent’s were having a huge family dinner- there were about 20 relatives over! I was flabbergasted, not the least by the fact that I didn’t speak a word of Italian and no one spoke any English! A few of the aunts and uncles tried to speak to me, and one asked (upon seeing how dumbfounded I looked) if I was a bit short in the intelligence department.
It was about nine months of dating before he met my family, again due to living in different countries. I think it went really well, but I’m sure if you asked him he has a story or two!
Post # 9
I met my fiance’s parents early on in the relationship.. possibly within the first few weeks. He met my parents soon after, but at the time he was only introduced as my "friend." I have very strict parents, and they would rather refer to him as just a friend at the time. We both knew how special our relationship is early on, and meeting the parents didn’t scare us too much.
Post # 10
I met his parents about 7 months after we’d been dating– we were doing a long weekend up at the lake with family/friends for his informal bday celebration. He met mine about a month or 2 after that.
What about the parents meeting the parents?
for us, our parents met each other about a year and a half after we’d been dating, at my graduation.
Post # 11
Now I have had some *really* bad parent experiences (like an ex’s mother breaking up our engagement), so when fiance went on and on about how awesome his parents were, I just dismissed it. I told him I wouldn’t be meeting his parents for a good long time (if we survived that long!)
Mind you, I’m 11 years older than the guy. Parents are going to hit the roof when they find that out. You might as well wait and see if this is a guy worth going through all of that for.
To top it off, we were long distance. Every meeting involved a flight and a weekend stay, so our time together was precious.
On our third "date", I planned to come down to Tahoe to hang out for the weekend. The flight was booked and I was ready to go. Then, on Thursday night he tells me that his parents will be staying with us all weekend too.
I almost cried. I almost broke up. I did find a back-up place to stay.
He kept telling me his parents were awesome and were going to love me, and that I had nothing to worry about. I was still upset AND I had been on call Thursday night and was totally sleep deprived.
I went down there anyway, and met the parents (under duress… I must have really liked the guy to do that). They were everything he said about them and more. They were the first parents that I thought were totally awesome. I still do!
3rd date seems to be a magic number 😉
Post # 12
4 months…but it was actually the first time I’d flown out to Seattle (where he lived and my Future In-Laws live) since we started dating LD. He met mine kind of unintentionally 2 months later. We went on a trip with my sister and BIL and only just passed through Detroit for a few hours and my parents were also out of town. He was set to come to Detroit for Thanksgiving a couple months later, but it turned out that my parents got in early so we ended up having dinner…at which my FH totally freaked out my Dad by hugging him goodbye. My Dad likes to be all standoff-ish at first with BFs, but so much for that!
Post # 13
- Wedding: November 2018 - Majestic Colonial Resort, Punta Cana
I pretty much kissed him and met his parents a few days later. Ha. It’s a long story but basically we met on a 3 week long work trip and the 2nd week was in his parents’ hometown. Needless to say, I busted a move pretty quick, huh.
Post # 14
I met his Dad the first holiday that we were dating. He met my parents the same holiday. But I still haven’t met his mom, don’t know when I’ll get the chance. She may not even attend the wedding (to avoid his dad) so I may not see her for maybe a year after we get married!
Post # 15
I met his mom the same night I met him (and one of his brothers). This was about a month before we started dating. I met his dad and step mom probably a month in. Not positive. They live accross the street so it wasn’t formal they just dropped in one day.
He met my parents on Thanksgiving, which was about a month after we started dating. We had had a huge fight the night before and broke up only to tentatively get back together that day. I was really uncomfortable about him meeting my family, but everyone we knew was going to be there and knew that he was supposed to be there also. I really didn’t want to aire our dirty laundrey either. Luckily it all worked out.
Post # 16
He met mine after 5 months.
I didn’t meet his until 8 months (because they live far away)