In-laws are supposed to make life easier, right? Well, not in my case. This is the story of how I got back at Linda, who thought she could treat my eldest daughter, Tessa, badly and get away with it.
I have two daughters. Tessa, who is 10, is from my first marriage. She’s sweet, quiet, and always tries to make everyone happy. My younger daughter, Sadie, is 4, from my marriage to Grant, my current husband. Sadie is the opposite—full of energy and always asking questions. Grant loves both girls, but his mother, Linda, feels differently, especially toward Tessa.
Linda is the type of person who wants everything to appear perfect on the outside. But underneath, she’s judgmental and cold, particularly when it comes to Tessa. The reason? Tessa isn’t Grant’s biological daughter.
For years, I tried to keep the peace. Grant would say, “She’s just old-fashioned,” but it was clear Linda’s behavior wasn’t fair to Tessa.
“She’ll come around,” Grant would say. But Linda never did. Instead, she made small, hurtful comments toward Tessa.
Tessa, bless her, never complained. She stayed quiet, probably thinking it was her fault. But I noticed everything. I heard the comments, and each time, it made me angry.
Grant? He didn’t see it the same way. He loved his mom and thought she was just being her usual, quirky self.
I always thought in-laws were supposed to make life easier. But not in my case. This is the story of how I got revenge on Linda, my mother-in-law, who treated my eldest daughter, Tessa, like she didn’t matter.
I have two daughters. Tessa, 10, is from my first marriage. She’s sweet, quiet, and always tries to make people happy. Sadie, 4, is from my marriage to Grant, and she’s full of energy. Grant loves both girls, but his mother, Linda, acts differently, especially toward Tessa.
Linda often made rude comments about Tessa. Sometimes, she’d say things like, “Oh, Tessa, that dress is a bit too grown-up for you, don’t you think?” She would forget Tessa’s birthday but spoil Sadie with gifts.
Things got worse after my own mother passed away. I was crushed by grief, barely able to function. We had to travel out of state for the funeral, and Linda offered to watch the girls. I didn’t want to leave Tessa with her, knowing how uncomfortable she’d be, but I had no other choice.
Three days later, we returned home, and the house was eerily quiet. Linda left a note saying she had taken Sadie to the park, but I couldn’t find Tessa. My heart raced as I searched the house. Then, I saw a light coming from the basement. I went downstairs and found Tessa, curled up on the cold floor, sleeping under a blanket, with dried tears on her face.
“Tessa, why are you down here?” I asked, heartbroken. She told me Linda had made her sleep there, saying Sadie was her “real” granddaughter and they needed “special time” together.
I was furious but knew confronting Linda wouldn’t change things. Instead, I decided to get even. Linda’s family reunion was coming up, and it was her pride and joy. I offered to help her organize it, pretending everything was fine. But behind the scenes, I was telling the family how Tessa was treated, especially during the funeral.
At the reunion, I put together a slideshow of family photos. But in the middle of all the happy pictures, I included a clip of Tessa sleeping on the basement floor. The mood shifted immediately. People were shocked, whispering, “Why would she be down there?”
Linda’s perfect image crumbled as the family questioned her. She tried to explain, but it was too late—everyone saw her for who she truly was. I didn’t need to say anything; the photos said it all.
Since that day, Linda hasn’t spoken to me, and honestly, that’s just fine with me. I’ll always protect my daughter, no matter what.
Despite the danger: a woman with dwarfism boldly poses with her baby belly on the beach.
Most married couples get asked “when,” but Charli Worgan and her husband Cullen frequently received “why” questions.
The parents, who live in Sydney, are frequently in the spotlight due to their unique forms of dwarfism, most notably when Charli got pregnant with their first child.
After giving birth to their first child, the content Australian mother created a social media account to share updates on their family life with others. Little did she know how well-liked her account would become.
With two stunning daughters under their belt, Charli has amassed over 300,000 Instagram followers.
Charli recently revealed that she was fourteen weeks pregnant with her third child, but the announcement was bittersweet.
Charli has had to undergo thorough genetic testing during each pregnancy. Experts warn that if Charli and Cullen’s offspring inherit just one type of dwarfism, inherit both forms, or are of average height due to their genetic problems, the results might be fatal.
Charli expressed her disappointment at not being able to celebrate her pregnancy’s 12-week mark with her family, as most mothers do.
But at 12 weeks, I was preparing for a procedure called Chorionic Villus Sampling (CVS), which is similar to an amniocentesis, whereas most individuals are pleased to be able to announce their pregnancy. To check the embryo’s genetic composition, a big needle is placed into my abdomen to extract a sample of the placenta, which has a 2% miscarriage rate.
Their two daughters, Tilba, 4, and Tully, 2, each have one of the two varieties of dwarfism, so they waited to find out which of the four possible dwarfisms Charli’s third child would have.
In an Instagram post, Charli explained, saying, “Our child would be of ordinary height.”
Our child would have achondroplasia and be dwarfed similarly to me.
Our child would have geleophysic dysplasia, the same type of dwarfism that Cullen has.
As a result of inheriting both genetic defects, our child would be born with “double dominant dwarfism,” which is fatal according to every expert medical assessment. In the event that this had occurred, I could have decided to terminate the pregnancy or to go on and see how things turned out.
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