After my mother-in-law’s behavior during childbirth, I told her that she is dead for me.

A 35-year-old woman wrote us a letter in which she told us how worried she was about her mother-in-law’s terrible behavior. The woman said that her mother-in-law made the day she gave birth into the worst nightmare for her. The family had agreed on a plan before the woman was taken to the hospital, but her MIL not only broke this plan, she also made things very sad and unpleasant for her daughter-in-law.

Diana, who is 35 years old, wrote us a letter and told us a story that touched us. We feel bad for her. She wanted to know what our readers thought about the whole thing and if they would have done the same thing if they were her.

“I and my husband Mike have been married for over 10 years now,” the woman began her letter. We wanted to have another boy so badly even though we already have two. Our wish came true, and I got pregnant. Let our big family know the good news. My mom and my mother-in-law were especially excited. They were both thrilled for us, and they were there for me during my third, high-risk pregnancy. They were both such great help!”

Diana said, “When my mother-in-law and grandmother-in-law were helping me with big and small things related to my pregnancy, I noticed one small thing that could have been a warning sign for me, but I didn’t pay much attention to it, though I know I should have.”

Diana’s family had a very detailed plan for the day she would give birth.

“From the start, it seemed to me that my MIL was too interested in my social networks and phone,” Diana said. She looked at my profiles and asked me about the men who left comments on my photos. That made it look like she thought I might be having an affair and being emotionally unfaithful to my husband.
She always told me to focus on my pregnancy more and delete my social media accounts so I wouldn’t get sidetracked by other things. I didn’t like that kind of behavior, but I also didn’t make a big deal out of it. My mom saw this too, but because she’s smart and polite, she chose not to give this whim much thought. Up until one day, everything was going well for everyone.

Diana continues her story by saying, “That when I go into labor, my husband will drive me to the hospital and my mother-in-law will stay at home and wait for the news.” This has been the family plan for three months. I didn’t want anyone to be there when I gave birth; I even told my mom not to come. It was clear that everyone agreed with the plan.

Diana wanted her husband to be the only one in the delivery room for a reason.

She wrote, “It was very important for me, no, it was essential for me to have only my husband in the delivery room.” As I already said, we have two daughters, and my husband was there for both of their births. He was very helpful to me during a lot of my mental pain and even my panic.

“His help was especially important after the birth of my last child, which took 24 hours in total.” My husband was the only one who could keep me calm while I was bleeding out on the table. I really needed him to be with me while I had this baby. This is why we designed this plan months ahead of time.

Diana’s mother-in-law shocked everyone on the day she gave birth.

Diana wrote, “So, I gave birth.” We called both my mom and my mother-in-law. My husband drove me to the hospital and stayed with me as planned. The third birth, in contrast to the first two, went very quickly. I had a healthy boy in just two hours.

Diana goes on, “My mother-in-law walked into the delivery room while I was lying there with my baby resting on my breasts.” My mom and my husband were also there with her. He had left for a moment before coming back with his mom and my mom. His face was red, and he looked disappointed and angry at the same time.

Diana said, “My mother-in-law started yelling at me as soon as she walked into the delivery room.” In fact, she didn’t even look at her grandson, who was born. I mean she yelled at me and called me names. She actually asked my husband what kind of blood our baby had. She started yelling that I had a side affair baby when she found out he was an A Type. Both she and her husband are O Type, so she was sure our baby must also be O Type.
She yelled all of this and insisted on a paternity test right there in the delivery room. She was furious; this made me feel so bad! The thing is, our middle child is also an A Type personality. This is because of a gene mutation known as chimerism, which breaks the rules. It was something that both my husband and I knew about, and the geneticist we hired before confirmed it. Mother-in-law didn’t know about it, so she made a big deal out of it without even thinking about the right time or place.

Diana finally said, “I told my MIL that day that she’s no longer interested in me.” I told her she should never come back to our house again. I also told her about our family’s genetic background and said I would send her copies of the genetic expertise. Of course, she didn’t believe me, but I don’t care. I no longer want this woman in my life because of the scandal in the delivery room. It will always be my worst memory.

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