My MIL Insisted On Throwing A Gender Reveal Party, Then Humiliated Me For Being "Too Fat." Then I Did This

From the start, my mother-in-law made it clear she didn’t like me. When I got pregnant, she insisted on hosting a “small” gender reveal, but it turned into a huge, flashy event. At seven months along, exhausted and swollen, I smiled through it, until she publicly mocked my looks and weight. Everyone laughed, but I didn’t forget it. What she didn’t realize at that point was that I had the perfect way to get back at her...

As I stood in front of the mirror, I couldn't shake off the butterflies in my stomach. The mirror mocked me with each glance at my growing belly. I pulled on my maternity dress, trying to focus on the joy of the baby instead of the event. My son, Alex, peeked in. "You look nice, Mom," he said, offering a small boost of reassurance. But inside, I felt anxious, knowing Helen's party was going to be extravagant again.