At seven months pregnant, I was exhausted — physically and emotionally — and needed my husband Doug’s support. Instead, he dismissed my struggles, called me dramatic, and accused me of using pregnancy as an excuse to slack off.
So, I decided to teach him a lesson.For a week, I kept working full-time and did every single chore around the house — from cooking gourmet dinners to scrubbing floors — all while battling back pain and fatigue. Doug praised my “energy,” totally unaware I was setting him up.
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