I need to start out from the beginning, so that you can understand where I am coming from. It all started about 3 1/2 years ago, when I first met my husband. We both worked at the same place, at first we were friends he was actually dating one of my good friends at the time. I was in a 3 year relationship, right about the same time both of our relationships had ended. We began spending a lot of time together. One day I was walking home form the White Hen down the street from my apartment. I passed by one of our friends house and they were all outside having a good time, he offered to walk me home. As we neared my apartment I felt our conversation becoming more intimate, upon reaching the bottom of my steps I turned to say goodnight and I realized he was about to lean in and kiss me. I quickly said goodnight and rushed inside. I could not let him kiss me I did not know if I wanted our relationship to go that way. Anyway a month later we were officially dating then three months later we were pregnant. In my second tri-mester we moved in together and we decided that we should at least be married before the baby was born so we planned for a small June wedding. At the end of April we anounced to everyone that we would be married June 5. Three weeks before the wedding I told everyone again and made it a mission to get his parents to ask off for work, they did not seem as excited as my mom. Two weeks before hand I asked them (his parents) again if they would attend. Being as how they said before that they were unsure they could get off. I once again was shrugged off as if this was nothing important. So in the last week I went in person and asked them to RSVP they told me they were unsure they could go because his father's sister was having a surprise birthday party thrown for her. And they had been invited. That same day I asked his brother if he would be attending, his response was "Is Jessica going?" she was my best friend at the time and maid of honor. So I replied "yes" he said " ok then yes". On the day of our wedding his parents arrived 10 minutes late. My maid of honor did not show up at all. She was hung over at some guys house. We were having our wedding in a courthouse and then we were going to Navy Pier for our ceremony on one of the boats. The entire time we were down there his parents kept checking the time and asking are we going some where else. After the dinner we walked around the city a little his parents kept rushing us along. And not once did they offer to pay for anything, my mom paid for everything. She planned nearly everything. They were the most unwelcoming in-laws I have ever seen. I later found out they were so reluctant because they felt I was stealing him away. I grew up here in the states, born and raised. They immigrated from Mexico. So they are all about the husband rules and all that bull. So his father did not like me because I voiced my opinions alot and if I felt my husband was wrong I let him know it. He felt I should be quiet, clean the house and make food.