Quando engravidei do nosso segundo filho, meu marido me disse que, se não fosse um herdeiro homem, ele me expulsaria de casa, junto com minha filha. Tive que fazer uma troca, mas anos depois esse ato terrível me atingiu.
Meu marido e eu planejávamos ter outro filho. “Meu sonho é ser pai de dois”, ele costumava dizer. Nossa filha mais velha e única estava prestes a completar 7 anos, então achamos que seria um ótimo momento para tentar ter outro filho, para que ela pudesse aproveitar o irmãozinho (ou irmãzinha?) enquanto ambos eram crianças.
Depois que minha menstruação atrasou mais de 5 semanas, decidi marcar uma consulta com meu clínico geral e ele me deu a notícia. “Parabéns, Chrissy! Você está grávida!”, e nós dois ficamos muito felizes!
O médico me disse que eu estava esperando uma menina e fiquei desesperada. | Fonte: Shutterstock
Mas meu marido me disse algo que nunca tinha me dito antes. Eu já tinha tido Jessy e, depois de saber da minha gravidez, ele me disse que não aguentava mais uma mulher em casa. Então, se eu não der à luz um herdeiro homem, devo sair de casa.
Durante um exame de ultrassom de rotina, me disseram que era uma menina. Eu não sabia o que dizer ao meu marido, então menti. Quando cheguei em casa, ele me perguntou: “Como foi o exame? O que o médico disse?”
Descobri que estava esperando uma menina após um exame de ultrassom. | Fonte: Pexel
“Aham…”, respondi. “Bem, ele disse que ainda não está claro. Vamos descobrir durante o trabalho de parto.” Chegou o dia e, quando estávamos indo para a maternidade, meu marido chegou com duas malas cheias de coisas.
“Para que isso, John?”, perguntei. “Você achou que eu estava brincando? Se você tiver uma namorada, nunca mais vai pôr os pés nesta casa!”
Só Deus sabe o quanto eu estava assustada. Mal conseguia me concentrar no trabalho de parto. Havia outra mulher na enfermaria comigo e ela também daria à luz naquele dia. Eu podia ouvi-la e o marido conversando. “Quero ter uma menina”, disse ela.
Marido e mulher estavam felizes com o novo bebê, independentemente do sexo. | Fonte: Pexel
“Querida”, o marido olhou para ela, “não importa se é menino ou menina. O que importa é que vamos ser pais!”
Eu queria que o John fosse tão amoroso quanto esse homem. Ele amaria a filha como ela é, independentemente do gênero. Infelizmente, a minha realidade era diferente.
A enfermeira trocou os bebês depois que eu implorei. | Fonte: Pexel
A mulher deu à luz primeiro e era um menino. Eu senti que não tinha outras opções. Então, abordei uma das enfermeiras e pedi que ela conversasse em particular. Assinei um cheque de alguns milhares de dólares e implorei que ela trocasse os bebês!
Ela ficou um pouco hesitante no começo, mas viu meu desespero e provavelmente se sentiu mal por mim, então disse sim.
Enfermeira traz o bebê Jimmy para mim e meu marido. | Fonte: Unsplash
Quando ela chegou com o menino nos braços, pensei que tinha tomado a decisão certa. O casal ao meu lado estava feliz com a filhinha e meu marido estava feliz com o nosso menino. E ele estava realmente contente com o herdeiro.
Ele passava quase o dia inteiro brincando com Jimmy e, quando ficou um pouco mais velho, prometeu ao filho que lhe ensinaria tudo o que sabia.
Jimmy começou a se sentir tonto e cansado e só havia uma coisa que poderia salvá-lo. | Fonte: Pexel
Mas quando nosso filho cresceu, começou a reclamar de dor, tontura e fadiga extrema. Então, decidimos levá-lo ao médico. Descobrimos que ele estava doente e precisava de uma transfusão de sangue. No entanto, a transfusão precisava ser de um membro da família.
Nosso sangue não era compatível e meu marido descobriu que não era o pai, então achou que eu o estava traindo! Ele me expulsou de casa, junto com a Jessy, no momento mais difícil, e eu não sabia o que fazer.
Fui expulsa de casa enquanto meu filho estava doente e eu não sabia o que fazer. | Fonte: Unsplash
Se eu pedisse ajuda aos pais biológicos do meu filho, seria punida. Mas quando o médico me disse que não tinha muito tempo e que só uma transfusão de sangue poderia salvar Jimmy, eu não podia deixá-lo assim.
Engoli meu orgulho e fui atrás do Sr. e da Sra. Willard. Eles concordaram em ajudar meu filho, mas eu estava prestes a enfrentar as consequências. A Sra. Willard ficou muito agressiva e chorou quando me perguntou: “Como você pôde fazer isso?!” e ameaçou a mim e à minha família. Mas Jimmy pediu que não prestassem queixa e eles concordaram.
Jimmy foi hospitalizado enquanto aguardava transfusão. | Fonte: Pexel
Todos me viraram as costas. Minha filha Jessy e minha filha biológica, criada pelos Willards, disseram que eu era nojenta.
Todas as reações negativas? Claro, elas me fizeram sentir uma péssima mãe. Para ser sincera, eu não me importava naquele momento. A única coisa que importava para mim era salvar a vida do meu filho.
Jimmy me perdoou pelo que fiz. | Fonte: Unsplash
Meu amado filho Jimmy finalmente recebeu alta do hospital. Ele viu o quanto eu estava arrasada com toda aquela situação.
Ele veio até mim, segurou minha mão, enxugou minhas lágrimas e disse: “Mãe, eu não me importo com o que os outros dizem. Para mim, você é uma mãe maravilhosa. Você sabia que seria punida, mas mesmo assim agiu!” “Eu te amo, Jimmy! Você é meu filho e foi a melhor coisa que poderia ter me acontecido!”
Por fim, minha filha Jessy e até minha filha biológica, de quem me aproximei mais tarde, me perdoaram.
Meus filhos Jimmy e Jessy cozinhando juntos. | Fonte: Unsplash
Eles viam meu amor por Jimmy, apesar dos meus erros do passado. Eu sabia que ainda tinha muita coisa para consertar.
O que podemos aprender com essa história?
- A verdade sempre prevalece. As intenções de Chrissy eram as melhores, mas ela só conseguiu sustentar tal mentira por um tempo. O carma sempre encontra um jeito de fazer a verdade vir à tona.
- Defenda a sua verdade . Como John não queria uma filha, Chrissy deveria ter se defendido e defendido a filha. Um bom homem sempre amará sua filha, independentemente do gênero.
Compartilhe esta história com seus amigos. Ela pode inspirar outras pessoas a compartilharem suas próprias histórias ou a ajudarem outras pessoas.
I Planned a Surprise Birthday Party for My Wife but Was Completely Shocked by Who She Came Home With
When Liam throws a surprise birthday party for his wife, Lora, he gets the biggest shock when she brings over an uninvited guest—a man who’s been absent from Lora’s life for years. Why was he there and what did he want?
My wife loves surprises. Every year for her birthday or Valentine’s Day, I try to surprise her because I know how much it means to her. Her eyes light up like a child’s, making every special occasion an opportunity for something extraordinary.
A blindfolded young woman | Source: Midjourney
“I love how well you know me, Liam,” she would say. “You always get it right!”
“You’re worth it all, Lora,” I said.
So, this year, for her birthday, I planned a surprise that I hoped would be unforgettable. Pretending to be away on a business trip, I called her the day before her birthday to say that I’d be home late.
A man on the phone | Source: Midjourney
“You’re not coming back tomorrow?” Lora’s voice carried disappointment that broke my heart.
“I’m so sorry, love,” I said, laying on the regret. “Work got hectic, but I’ll make it up to you. How about a spa weekend when I’m back?”
There was a pause then Lora let out a resigned sigh.
A smiling couple at a spa | Source: Midjourney
“Fine, but you owe me big time, Liam,” she said in a huff.
“Oh, darling, you’re going to love it,” I assured her, smiling at the thought of her reaction to the real surprise.
As soon as I hung up, I swung into action, calling our close friends and relatives to invite them to a surprise party at our apartment.
A man holding a tablet | Source: Midjourney
I’d been planning it for a while, but I just needed to remind everyone.
“Yes, of course, Liam!”
“We’ll be there!”
“I’ll bring wine!”
An excited person on the phone | Source: Midjourney
Everyone was in on it, and the place buzzed with excitement as we decorated, set up food, and waited for Lora’s arrival.
“Do you think she’ll suspect anything?” asked Karen, her best friend, as she hung the streamers.
“No way,” I replied confidently. “She thinks I’m out of town until tomorrow.”
A woman hanging streamers | Source: Midjourney
Finally, we heard footsteps in the hallway and the sound of her laughter. I frowned, puzzled.
“Who could she be with?” I asked Karen. “If it’s not you or me, then it’s very strange…”
“Maybe her sisters?” Karen asked.
A frowning man holding balloons | Source: Midjourney
“No, they’re going to be here. They did say that they’d be a bit late because they’re going to pick up Lora’s present.”
The door opened, and as Lora stepped in, we all jumped out.
“Surprise!” we shouted.
People at a surprise party | Source: Midjourney
But the joy was short-lived.
Gasps filled the room as everyone stared at the man standing beside Lora. It was Michael.
Michael was Lora’s father who had recently been released from prison. The shock on everyone’s faces mirrored the shock and confusion I felt.
A group of shocked people | Source: Midjourney
Lora had never mentioned anything about her father being back in her life.
“Look, he’s in prison, Liam,” she told me when we spoke about her father one night over dinner. “That’s all I have to say about it.”
“But what did he do?” I asked. “Why did he go to prison? Was it that bad?”
A couple eating together | Source: Midjourney
But Lora just shook her head and refused to answer.
Years later, Lora began speaking about it and the turmoil that Michael had caused her family. Michael had been imprisoned for embezzlement, having stolen a significant amount of money from the company where he worked.
“That ruined us, Liam,” Lora said to me in tears.
An upset woman | Source: Midjourney
The scandal had not only disgraced him but also brought shame and financial hardship to their family.
Now, seeing her laugh and at ease in his presence confused me. And for a moment, I felt betrayed. At that moment, I almost wished she had brought home another man.
Anything but this.
A shocked man | Source: Midjourney
“Lora, what’s going on?” I asked her, unable to hide the edge in my voice.
Lora, looking nervous and caught off guard by the crowd’s reaction, spoke first.
“Everyone, this is my dad, Michael. I know that most of you have heard about him, but here he is. Finally out of prison. He… he just wanted to apologize to me.”
A woman standing next to her father | Source: Midjourney
Michael, clearly uncomfortable to have an audience, took a deep breath and addressed the room.
“I know I’ve caused a lot of pain to Lora, to her mom, Nancy, and the rest of our family. But I’ve spent my years in prison working on myself. I know that when our financial issues began, I took it out on my family. I’ve been trying to overcome my trauma and stop being so aggressive. I’m truly sorry for everything.”
The room was silent. Michael’s words hung in the air. It was as if time had stopped, and everyone had held their breath to process the unexpected turn of events.
A close-up of a man talking | Source: Midjourney
“I understand if you don’t want to forgive me, but I wanted to make amends. I want to be a part of Lora’s life. Of all my children’s lives. I just started my apology tour with Lora because she’s the eldest. I’m here to show that I’ve changed.”
I didn’t know how to react. I didn’t know what my thoughts were. On one hand, I believed him. There was something about his words and body language that made him genuine.
But could he change?
A pensive young man | Source: Midjourney
As he turned to leave, I caught a glimpse of Lora’s face. She looked torn and on the verge of tears. But there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
Despite everything, she wanted to give him a chance.
“Michael, wait,” I called out, surprising myself with the firmness in my voice. “Stay. If Lora wants you here, then you should be here.”
A smiling man | Source: Midjourney
Michael looked at me, stunned, then turned to Lora, who had tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Thank you, darling,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
I nodded.
“If this is what makes you happy, then I’m willing to try and make this work,” I said.
Michael, visibly moved, nodded as well.
A close-up of a smiling woman | Source: Midjourney
“Thank you, Liam. I promise I won’t let you down,” he said.
As the evening wore on, the atmosphere gradually shifted from tense to awkward to cautiously hopeful. But once the platters of food came out, everyone seemed to be calmer.
“Lora, are you sure about this?” Karen asked when we were in the kitchen getting more bottles of wine.
Lora sighed, her gaze drifting to her father.
Platters of food | Source: Midjourney
“Yes, he’s my dad, and he’s trying to make things right. I want to give him a chance,” she said.
I stood back, watching as Lora and Michael hugged, both of them in tears.
“Come on,” I said. “It’s time for the birthday cake!”
We carried out the birthday cake for Lora, and nobody sang louder than Michael, who seemed genuinely proud and happy to be there.
A birthday cake with candles | Source: Midjourney
As the party wound down, Michael stood up to address everyone.
“I want to thank you all for giving me this opportunity. I know it will take time to earn your trust. But I promise you, I am committed to making amends and being a better person and father.”
There was a hesitant round of applause, more out of politeness than genuine acceptance, but it was a start.
Later, when everyone was gone, Lora and I stood on the balcony together, taking in the final moments of her birthday.
A couple standing on a balcony | Source: Midjourney
“I’m so grateful that you welcomed my father, Liam,” she said. “I know what I said, but I think that it’s time to heal from the past. You know?”
“I know,” I agreed. “I think that Michael needs to meet the adult Lora. Not the version of you that he knew before he went to prison.”
She nodded as she held her glass of champagne.
A woman holding a glass of champagne | Source: Midjourney
“And anyway, I promised to help him find a new apartment soon. Will you help me? It will be something small and simple.”
“Of course, honey,” I said, embracing her.
A small apartment | Source: Midjourney
What would you have done?
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