My MIL Demanded $600 for Walking & Feeding Our Dog While I Was in Labor – I Agreed, but Only on One Condition

When I came home from the hospital with my newborn, I noticed a note on the table and assumed it was a kind message from my mother-in-law. Instead, it said she was charging us $600 for taking care of our dog while I was in labor. My husband promised to talk to her, but I had a better idea.

A few days before I went into labor, I was sprawled out on the couch, trying to manage the dull ache in my lower back that kept growing sharper by the minute.

A woman in her 30s, 9 months pregnant, sits on a couch looking worried and uncomfortable | Source: Midjourney

A woman in her 30s, 9 months pregnant, sits on a couch looking worried and uncomfortable | Source: Midjourney

My golden retriever, Rich, rested his head on my lap, his big brown eyes watching me like he knew something was up. I scratched behind his ears, grateful for his calm presence.

“Jake!” I called my husband, my voice strained as another wave of discomfort rolled through me.

Jake was in the kitchen, stacking turkey and cheese onto a sandwich, his eyebrows crunched.

“Yeah, babe?” he replied, not even looking up.

A man in his 30s making a sandwich in a kitchen | Source: Midjourney

A man in his 30s making a sandwich in a kitchen | Source: Midjourney

I sighed. “We need to figure out what to do about Rich while we’re at the hospital. Can we ask your mom to help out?”

We had a scheduled induction the following day because my baby was a week overdue, and I was ready to be done with this mess.

Jake walked over, sandwich in hand, and gave me a quick kiss on the forehead. “Don’t stress, Doris. Mom loves Rich. She’ll handle it.”

A golden retriever in a home | Source: Pexels

A golden retriever in a home | Source: Pexels

That was my husband. He shrugged off almost anything with an easy solution. His optimism was one of the reasons I loved him, but I’m not going to lie, it was also one of the things that often grated on my nerves.

But that might just be a product of the hormones and my discomfort. “Alright,” I said, leaning back into the cushions. “Just make sure she knows it’s only for a couple of days.”

Later that night, Jake called Abigail, his mom, and explained the situation. She agreed without hesitation. He hung up, grinning. “She said she’s happy to help. Problem solved.”

A man holding a phone | Source: Pexels

A man holding a phone | Source: Pexels

I guessed that would have to be good enough for me.

Jake and I packed our hospital bag that evening, and the next morning, we said goodbye to Rich. By the door, I knelt to scratch his fluffy head.

“Be a good boy for Grandma, okay?” He wagged his tail like he understood.

“Don’t worry about a thing,” Abigail waved me off with a smile. “I just wish I could be at the hospital.”

A woman in her 60s waving goodbye in a living room with a smile | Source: Midjourney

A woman in her 60s waving goodbye in a living room with a smile | Source: Midjourney

That had been a slight issue. We had asked that our family not visit or accompany us to the hospital. My pregnancy had been rough enough, and I just needed my husband during labor.

If something went wrong, I didn’t want anyone else there either.

Abigail said she understood, but maybe she was still a bit salty about it.

“Mom, you know our wishes,” Jake intervened, smiling to take the sting out of his words.

“I know, I know,” she said. “You modern kids! Now, go have my grandchild.”

“Thank you, Abigail,” I said, and with that, we went out the door.

A pregnant woman in her 30s waving goodbye with a small smile | Source: Midjourney

A pregnant woman in her 30s waving goodbye with a small smile | Source: Midjourney

***

I never got to be induced. My water broke just as we were entering the hospital… and honestly, we, women, need to talk about labor with each other and our daughters more often because this was hell.

I spent hours gripping the hospital bed rails like they were the only thing tethering me to reality. Between the contractions and the endless poking and prodding from nurses, I thought I might lose my mind.

Jake was by my side the whole time, holding my hand and trying his best to keep me calm, though he looked like he was one more contraction away from passing out himself.

A woman in her 30s in a hospital looking in pain while in labor | Source: Midjourney

A woman in her 30s in a hospital looking in pain while in labor | Source: Midjourney

But all the pain and the exhaustion melted away the moment they placed my son in my arms. He was tiny, wrinkly, and absolutely perfect.

Jake and I cried like idiots. It was a marvel that we’d brought this little person into the world. For three days, the hospital was our bubble of joy.

When we were finally allowed to go home, I felt relieved. We carefully carried our child through the hospital doors toward the parking lot.

A parking lot | Source: Pexels

A parking lot | Source: Pexels

Jake called Abigail to tell her we had been discharged, and she said she was going to give us a few days to get settled before meeting the baby. That was so kind of her!

As we pulled up to our driveway, I thought about settling on our couch and getting Rich to meet his new little brother. It was going to be perfect… yeah, no.

The first thing I noticed when we walked into the kitchen was a folded piece of paper on the table. My heart fluttered, thinking Abigail had left us a sweet “Welcome Home” note.

A folded piece of paper on a kitchen table | Source: Midjourney

A folded piece of paper on a kitchen table | Source: Midjourney

I carefully shifted the baby in my arms and opened it, already imagining something like “Congratulations on your new bundle of joy!”

Instead, the note read:

“You owe me $600 for feeding and walking Rich. My time costs money. You have my bank details.”

For a moment, I just stared at it, sure I was reading it wrong. But nope. It was real. My mother-in-law was demanding money for watching our dog.

It’s not that I didn’t want to pay for services like that, but she was family AND she never mentioned charging us.

A woman's hand holding a piece of paper with a note | Source: Midjourney

A woman’s hand holding a piece of paper with a note | Source: Midjourney

“Jake,” I called, my voice sharp. He was in the living room, setting down the car seat. “You might want to come see this.”

He walked in, took one look at the note, and groaned. “Are you serious?”

“Dead serious,” I said, waving the paper in his face. “Your mom’s demanding money for taking care of Rich while I was pushing your child out of my body.”

Jake ran a hand through his hair, already looking defeated. “I’ll talk to her,” he muttered.

A man in his 30s looking exasperated, running his hand through his hair in a kitchen | Source: Midjourney

A man in his 30s looking exasperated, running his hand through his hair in a kitchen | Source: Midjourney

“No,” I snapped, stopping him in his tracks. “I’ll handle this.” My mind was already coming up with an idea, and it didn’t involve quietly paying up.

A week later, Abigail came over to see the baby. She strolled in with a big smile, kissed Jake’s cheek in greeting, and began cooing over my son like the most doting grandmother.

“Oh, he’s precious,” she said, cradling him in her arms. “He has Jake’s nose.”

A baby's face | Source: Pexels

A baby’s face | Source: Pexels

For a moment, I almost believed she was here just to see her grandson. But as she handed the baby back to me, she dropped the act.

“So,” she said, brushing her hands together. “When can I expect my money? I’ve waited long enough.”

I stared at her, holding my baby close. My smile didn’t waver. “Of course, Abigail. I’ll pay you—on one condition.”

Her eyes narrowed. “Condition? What condition?”

I walked over to the computer desk we kept in the area between the kitchen and the living room and pulled out a folder I’d prepared earlier. I’d spent the past few days going through every instance when Jake and I had done something for her.

A set of folders arranged on a desk | Source: Pexels

A set of folders arranged on a desk | Source: Pexels

Every favor, every single dollar we ever spent on her (excluding gifts) was all there in black and white.

“Well,” I said, flipping it open, “since you’re charging us for your services, I figured it’s only fair we do the same.”

I laid the folder on the table and slid it toward her. Abigail leaned over, her face tight with suspicion. “What is this?” she asked.

“You can think of it as an itemized invoice,” I said, keeping my voice light. “You know, like professionals do.”

Her face went pale as she grabbed the paper and scanned what I’d written.

A woman in her 60s looking surprised while holding a piece of paper | Source: Midjourney

A woman in her 60s looking surprised while holding a piece of paper | Source: Midjourney

“Let’s see,” I began, tapping the paper. “Helping you move houses last year? That’s $800. That’s cheaper than regular movers, so you can consider it a family discount. Then, there’s the time we paid for your car repair when your transmission failed. That was $1,200. And the free babysitting I did for your neighbor’s kids at your request? That’s around $600.”

Two people moving boxes | Source: Pexels

Two people moving boxes | Source: Pexels

Abigail’s mouth opened and closed like a fish. “This is ridiculous!” she finally sputtered. “You can’t charge me for things family does for each other!”

I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow. “Exactly,” I said, my tone sharp. “Family helps each other out without expecting payment. At least, that’s what I thought.”

A woman in her 30s holding a newborn in a blanket, talking and waving her hand | Source: Midjourney

A woman in her 30s holding a newborn in a blanket, talking and waving her hand | Source: Midjourney

She tried to argue, but her words came out jumbled. “But… but this is different! I had to rearrange my schedule to take care of Rich!”

“And I had to rearrange my entire life to have your grandchild,” I shot back, shrugging. “So if you want to talk about fair compensation, I think we’re more than even.”

Abigail’s face turned beet red. She stood there for a moment, staring at me like she couldn’t believe what was happening. Then, without another word, she spun around and stormed out of the house, slamming the door so hard the baby started to fuss.

A woman in her 60s, her face blushed and pouting, looking angry in a living room | Source: Midjourney

A woman in her 60s, her face blushed and pouting, looking angry in a living room | Source: Midjourney

Jake, who had been watching silently from the kitchen, walked over and shook his head, a small grin tugging at his lips. “No one should mess with my wife,” he said, wrapping me in his arms and kissing my cheek.

I couldn’t help but laugh as we pulled apart. “You got that right,” I replied teasingly, sinking onto the couch with the baby.

Rich trotted over, his tail wagging, and rested his head on my knee. I scratched his ears, looking down at the little bundle in my arms.

A golden retriever with a lolling tongue | Source: Pexels

A golden retriever with a lolling tongue | Source: Pexels

At that moment, I felt at peace. Abigail might not have learned her lesson, but at least she wouldn’t be bothering us about that $600 again. And if she ever did, well… I still had the folder.

Let her try me.

A woman in her 30s holding a newborn wrapped in a blanket, sitting on a couch with her husband smiling in the background | Source: Midjourney

A woman in her 30s holding a newborn wrapped in a blanket, sitting on a couch with her husband smiling in the background | Source: Midjourney

Isto deveria ser ilegal: Homem criticado por engravidar mulher deficiente e agora seu bebê é “perfeito”

“Isso deveria ser ilegal”: Homem criticado por engravidar mulher deficiente e agora seu bebê é “perfeito”

  • Noah e Alex são um casal com deficiências.
  • O relacionamento deles recebeu muitos comentários negativos, com pessoas pensando que Noah tinha um “fetiche por deficiência”.
  • Elas anunciaram a gravidez e enfrentaram ainda mais reações negativas.
  • Alex e Noah deram as boas-vindas a uma linda e saudável menina.

Alex e Noah são um casal que desafia as probabilidades e quebra limites graças ao seu amor. Alex é uma mulher deficiente; ela tem uma doença rara chamada atrofia muscular espinhal, que afeta todos os aspectos de sua vida diária.

O casal se conheceu no site de namoro Bumble e se deram bem desde o primeiro encontro. Mais de um ano depois, eles ainda estavam firmes.

Após sete meses de namoro, eles anunciaram que estavam esperando o primeiro filho juntos. No entanto, Alex admitiu que a gravidez não foi fácil porque ela teve que parar o tratamento, o que significou que Noah se tornou seu cuidador em tempo integral.

Quando ela está sob medicação, ela é mais independente fisicamente. No entanto, com limites claros, o casal encontrou uma boa rotina.

Relembrando os primeiros dias de namoro, Alex e Noah   confessaram   que suas famílias estavam céticas sobre o relacionamento.

A família de Alex não aprovou Noah imediatamente por causa de seu histórico de dependência de drogas. Ele tinha ido para a reabilitação três vezes, mas acredita que a terceira vez o ajudou a controlar sua condição.

Por outro lado, a família de Noah teve dificuldade em entender que ela estava namorando uma pessoa com deficiência, mas quanto mais tempo Alex passava com eles, mais eles se solidarizavam com ela.

Por que o casal foi criticado?

Embora ambas as famílias tenham aprendido a apoiar o casal, eles ainda recebem muitos olhares, “quase a ponto de as pessoas quebrarem seus pescoços”,  diz Noah   .

Os olhares constantes deixam Noah desconfortável, enquanto Alex não se incomoda com eles. Ela explicou que, tendo vivido a vida inteira com uma deficiência, ela se acostumou com as pessoas olhando para ela daquele jeito.

Além dos olhares que recebiam em público, o relacionamento de Alex e Noah sempre foi alvo de escrutínio nas redes sociais. As pessoas acreditavam que ele tinha um “fetiche por deficiência”,   presumindo que   sua atração física e sexual pela namorada não era real.

Mas o anúncio de sua gravidez gerou mais críticas. Durante sua entrevista com “Love Don’t Judge”, o casal compartilhou imagens de sua reação ao teste de gravidez positivo.

No vídeo, Alex tinha três testes positivos alinhados. No começo, foi uma mistura de emoções para a futura mamãe, pois não foi planejado.

Noah admitiu que ambos estavam animados e nervosos. Parte da preocupação era devido ao parto de Alex. Ele explicou que ela seria intubada, o que era arriscado para alguém com sua condição. No entanto, ele estava confiante de que a equipe médica garantiria que ela desse à luz um bebê saudável.

O casal também recebeu presentes de seus apoiadores, um dos quais foi uma caixa de mamadeiras adequadas para pessoas com atrofia muscular espinhal, o que significa que são leves o suficiente para Alex segurar e alimentar seu filho.

Alex já tinha presença nas redes sociais, onde compartilhava vários momentos de sua vida, então compartilhar sua gravidez com seus seguidores foi emocionante.

Mas antes do primeiro ultrassom, o casal começou a receber comentários negativos. Várias pessoas anteciparam o ultrassom e expressaram suas suspeitas de que a gravidez era falsa.

Então, quando eles foram para o primeiro ultrassom, o casal sentiu que tinha que provar sua veracidade para o mundo. Esses comentários negativos começaram a aparecer quando um dos vídeos deles viralizou.

Alex e Noah se vestiram de operários da construção civil para o Halloween e seguraram uma placa que dizia “em construção”. Usuários do TikTok imediatamente atacaram o casal, com alguns   dizendo  para eles “abortarem o bebê” porque “ele pode ter sua doença”, dizia outro comentário  .

A futura mamãe confessou que foi o maior ódio que ela já recebeu nas redes sociais, o que ela achou mentalmente exaustivo. As pessoas se perguntavam o que Alex faria se seu namorado a deixasse, e outras descaradamente disseram que sua gravidez deveria ser “ilegal”, duvidando de sua capacidade de cuidar de seu futuro filho.

Mas o ódio que Alex e Noah receberam não os impediu de seguir em frente. O casal estava animado com seu próximo capítulo como uma família de três e queria que sua história de amor mostrasse os muitos relacionamentos diferentes que existem.

Como qualquer outro casal, Alex e Noah deixaram claro que merecem ser amados e começar uma família. É por isso que, para aqueles que não acreditavam neles, Alex   disse  : “Não vamos a lugar nenhum.”

Como é o bebê do casal?

Vinte e quatro horas antes do nascimento do bebê, Alex atualizou seus fãs. Ela compartilhou uma colagem tocante de sua gravidez e expressou o quão abençoada se sentia por ter criado uma vida com o amor de sua vida.

A personalidade da mídia social também informou aos fãs que daria uma atualização assim que estivesse em seu quarto de UTI. Conforme prometido, Alex   anunciou   a chegada de sua preciosa menina, Ari Jacqueline Smith, nascida em 6 de março de 2023, com 34 semanas e dois dias.

Comentários sobre a filha de Alex Dacy | Foto: Instagram.com/wheelchair_rapunzel

Comentários sobre a filha de Alex Dacy | Foto: Instagram.com/wheelchair_rapunzel

Comentários sobre a filha de Alex Dacy | Foto: Instagram.com/wheelchair_rapunzel

Comentários sobre a filha de Alex Dacy | Foto: Instagram.com/wheelchair_rapunzel

Segurar sua filha pela primeira vez foi emocionante e um sentimento que Alex   disse   ser indescritível. Ele compartilhou um vídeo de Ari em seus braços enquanto ele se sentava e aproveitava o momento com os olhos fechados. “Eu amo esse pequeno humano com todo o meu coração”,   ele expressou  .

Comentários sobre a filha de Alex Dacy | Foto: Instagram.com/wheelchair_rapunzel

Comentários sobre a filha de Alex Dacy | Foto: Instagram.com/wheelchair_rapunzel

Comentários sobre a filha de Alex Dacy | Foto: Instagram.com/wheelchair_rapunzel

Comentários sobre a filha de Alex Dacy | Foto: Instagram.com/wheelchair_rapunzel

Depois de passar três semanas na UTI, a mãe   compartilhou   outro vídeo especial dela e Noah trazendo a filha para casa pela primeira vez.

A chegada de Ari foi recebida com muito amor pelos usuários do Instagram. “Ela é tão perfeita”,   escreveu   um seguidor, e ainda mais usuários acharam o bebê precioso.

Fãs   disseram   para Alex aproveitar a fase de recém-nascida porque ela passa rápido, e outro a parabenizou e disse que uma filha é a melhor amiga de uma mãe. Mas, acima de tudo, as pessoas não conseguiam parar de elogiar a garotinha por quão perfeita e linda ela era.

Desde a chegada da filha, Alex   compartilhou   fotos adoráveis ​​de Ari nos braços do pai e outro momento terno do   vínculo entre o bebê e o cachorro   .

O casal comemorou a primeira Páscoa da filha com uma sessão de fotos em família. Eles vestiram Ari com um vestido branco e uma faixa floral combinando em volta da cabeça.

Alex usou um vestido branco e   posou   com a filha nos braços; Noah também manteve o tema branco enquanto segurava Ari cuidadosamente em seus braços.

Deixe-nos saber o que você pensa nos comentários do Facebook e compartilhe esta história com seus amigos. Pode alegrar o dia deles e inspirá-los. oria con tus amigos. Podría alegrarlos el día e inspirarlos.

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