Was This Man Too Hasty In Cutting His Parents Out Of His Son's Life?

As new parents, our desire to protect our babies is in overdrive. We worry about their health, whether or not they’re breathing at night, if they’re gaining enough weight, eating enough (or too much) – the list honestly goes on and on and on.

It must stink, then, to also worry about whether or not the people we let into their lives – who are supposed to love them unconditionally – are worthy of that access.

This man already had his doubts, as his parents have never supported his marriage to someone they deem “unworthy” in their racist (his words) minds.

I met my wife Sonya at a restaurant where she worked as a waitress. It took me a while to finally be her boyfriend. I introduced her to my parents and they voiced out their disapproval after meeting her. My parents think that Sonya is only using me to achieve her American dream. I told them that is racist and I am very offended by their assumption.

After my wife accepted my marriage proposal, we asked for both our family’s blessing. Her parents were happy for us but my parents were gutted and refused to give their blessing. Because of this we decided to elope and only invited my brother and Sonya’s best friends to be our witnesses.

After they had a child his parents wanted to meet him and be a part of his life. OP’s wife wanted that, too, and allowed them to spend time with their son in the hopes of building a relationship.

Long story short, now that we’re 2 years married and after we welcomed our first child, my parents started to reach out to us. My kindhearted wife didn’t think twice to welcome my parents into our lives.

She let them meet our baby 2 days after being discharged from the hospital.

Things were going ok until OP overhead his mother telling the baby she was so happy he was really her grandson.

This prompted a confession that she had the baby’s DNA tested without either parents’ knowledge, which prompted OP to throw them out of the house.

My parents visit us regularly and one day while dad and mom are playing with Garreth mom said something along the lines of “aren’t you the cutest baby ever? I am so glad to confirm you are indeed my grandson”. She didn’t know I was around because she looked startled when I said “what does that supposed to mean?”

Mom tried to change the subject but I insisted she tell me what she’s talking about. Mom sat me down and apologized first before telling me that they had Garreth’s DNA tested to make sure that he’s mine.

I was speechless for a moment and before I blew up from anger I told dad to give me my son and they better leave before I lose whatever respect I had left for them. My mom was very apologetic and said it’s because they don’t trust my wife and that our son looks nothing like me.

I didn’t argue anymore and told them to get out of my house.

After a discussion with his wife, they decided they would no longer allow OP’s parents to be a part of their lives.

My wife was in the kitchen preparing for lunch and told her my parents had an emergency that’s why they left without saying a word. I didn’t tell my wife about the whole DNA test thing until after two weeks when she asked why mom and dad didn’t visit anymore. I told her everything as I know I cannot keep a secret from her. She started crying and it broke my heart. I know how much she tried to win my parents’ approval and what I told her was like a slap across her face.

That night she told me that she can no longer let my parents in to our child’s life and I agreed with her. When mom called to ask when they can visit again, I told them they are no longer welcome in our son’s life. Mom called my dad and I told him the same thing.

He was livid, he called me ungrateful and cruel. He also said a few choice words about my wife which angered me more. I didn’t even hear the rest because I just hung up.

Did I overreact?

AITA?

His parents threw a giant fit, so OP is asking Reddit whether or not he overreacted – and you know they’ve got opinions for days.

The top comment points out that having grandparents in our lives is only beneficial if they’re good grandparents.