Despite clear boundaries and heartfelt conversations, the couple faced the painful reality of being misunderstood and pressured by those closest to them. What should have been a celebration of togetherness turned into a silent battleground of respect, autonomy, and unspoken tensions, revealing how deeply personal choices can fracture even the strongest family bonds.

Our region has done well handling COVID, so my husband and I had a small group of family over for a backyard BBQ a month ago.
We’re the only ones in the family “left” who don’t have kids. We’re not going to. We prefer our lives as mountaineers. His family thinks we’ll change our minds. Mind you, husband had the snip.
MIL jokingly mentioned that maybe with all the “alone time” we’d be giving the family a little bundle of joy. We shut the idea down with good humor. She kept pressing, and SIL chimed in with “Come on, this is the perfect time to get started!”
Husband: We’ve talked about this already. Let’s drop it.
MIL: Well, I don’t care.
Husband: Again, drop it.
MIL: I hope it happens!
Husband: Thankfully we’re very careful.
MIL: Accidents happen. It isn’t always up to you.
Husband: Yes, it is. I had a vasectomy. Like I said, discussion over. Can we move on?
We do, but MIL and SIL are whispering with each other and shooting glances, looking at their phones, etc. BIL and I are laughing about something dumb on TV, seems like everything is fine.
Until SIL says, “Vasectomies can fail, you know! It’s not a 100% thing.”
It gets quiet, MIL & SIL look smug.
MIL: So there’s still a chance you can get pregnant, you can NEVER be sure!
Husband & I lock eyes. Party’s over.
Me: That is exactly what abortions are for.
Cue screaming and yelling, I’m an evil, cruel bitch, what kind of monster, etc. His family are all supposedly pro-choice.
Husband yells at them to GTFO, don’t talk to me like that. MIL gets up in his face and yells that I said I would kill her grandbabies, how could he stand to hear it.
Husband: And I would hold her fucking hand the entire time because it’s what BOTH of us would want.
Party’s over. Cue FB shitstorm. MIL’s post tags us, says: “We were having a nice family get together and OP and Husband had bait us with purposely controversial statements. Every mom lives to see her babies have babies.
Yesterday I was told that my cruel DIL would murder my grandbabies if she got pregnant and my son would hold her hand while she did it.”
I do not feel like we’re assholes, even for how we handled the situation. There was no getting through to them without being direct and final. This isn’t the first time we tried to get them to drop the subject.
However, other family members really think we are in the wrong and that I went over the line.
Conclusion
The original poster (OP) and their husband faced relentless pressure from family members regarding their decision not to have children, culminating in a heated confrontation after the husband revealed he had a vasectomy. The central conflict lies between the OP’s firm boundary regarding their life choices and the family’s deeply held, yet intrusive, expectation that the couple should eventually reproduce.
Given the history of boundary violations and the extreme escalation triggered by the OP’s final statement about abortion, were the OP and her husband justified in their directness, or did their response cross an acceptable line of family discourse? Should personal reproductive decisions remain entirely off-limits, regardless of family provocation?
Here’s how people reacted:
> Party’s over. Cue FB shitstorm. MIL’s post tags us, says: “We were having a nice family get together and OP and Husband had bait us with purposely controversial statements. Every mom lives to see her babies have babies. Yesterday I was told that my cruel DIL would murder my grandbabies if she got pregnant and my son would hold her hand while she did it.”
This is where it started getting unbelievable. People are really posting their drama on FB like that? Every story here, the angry ones go to other people within the hour to complain and spill all the drama. Those other people then take up contact with OP to tell them how wrong they are. Never happens in my life.
The perfect time to start working on a baby is when you’re quarantined because of a lethal pandemic with no end in sight? LOL okay.
>Husband: And I would hold her fucking hand the entire time because it’s what BOTH of us would want.
Great job to the husband, wow 🏆
Anyway, NTA, they were salivating over the thought of you getting accidentally knocked up and they’re mad that you mention abortion? Literally the fuck do they expect.
I would comment on post and be like
” we have discussed this and we do no want kids. That is our personal decision and we are asking that you please respect this.”
Also next time ask her if she is going to financially take care of a child.
I am against abortions and even I think you are NTA here
If i get a “need to be a grandma” bug then my grandpets can get many toys and treats!
I mean, honestly, total asshole thing to say, BUT, it was your only recourse!! And I’m so happy for you that you and your husband are totally united on this. Your ILs are giant AH. Move on and live your best life. What a fucking legend you are….
Long term though you may consider using the grey rock method with them which might have more sustainable results.
Edit: grammar.