The joy of bringing my newborn baby girl home was ripped away when I stepped into her room. Her beautiful pink nursery was destroyed, the walls repainted black, the crib broken, and all the toys were gone. But it was my mother-in-law’s cruel reason that shattered me most.
The soft beep of monitors filled the hospital room as I cradled my newborn daughter, Amelia, in my arms. Her tiny fingers wrapped around mine, and I couldn’t help but marvel at her perfect features. Those tiny feet, button nose. She was PERFECT! The C-section had been tough, but holding her made it all worth it…
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“She’s beautiful, Rosie,” my husband Tim whispered, his eyes glistening with tears.
I nodded, too choked up to speak. After months of anticipation, our little girl was finally here. I thought of the nursery waiting for her at home with the pastel pink walls, the white crib, and all the wonderful stuffed animals arranged like a little army.
Everything was perfect.
That’s when a sudden knock at the door interrupted our moment. Tim’s mom, Janet, bustled in without waiting for an invitation.
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“Let me see my grandbaby!” she chirped, reaching for Amelia.
As I reluctantly handed her over, Janet’s smile completely froze, replaced by a look of horror. She stared at Amelia, then at Tim, then back at the baby.
She did this a couple of times before clearing her throat, her eyes boring into mine as if she were going to swallow me whole.
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Tim left the ward to answer an urgent phone call, leaving me basking in his mother’s scrutiny.
“There’s NO WAY this is Tim’s child,” she said, her voice dripping with accusation. “What did you do, Rosie?”
I felt like I’d been slapped. My mouth fell open, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe.
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“Janet, how could you say that? Of course, Amelia is Tim’s baby. I would never—”
“Don’t lie to me,” Janet hissed, thrusting Amelia back into my arms. “I know what I see. This isn’t over, Rosie. Not by a long shot.”
Before I could respond, Janet spun on her heel and stormed out of the room, leaving me clutching Amelia, tears stinging my eyes. I looked down at my daughter’s perfect face, her skin a beautiful deep brown.
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The thing is, our daughter, Amelia, was born with beautiful dark skin. Tim and I are both white, so yeah, it was a surprise at first. But upset? Not even close.
We were in awe of her perfection. After the initial shock wore off, we remembered that genetics can be wild. Turns out, Tim’s great-grandfather was Black, a fact his family had swept under the rug for generations.
Suddenly, it all made sense. We saw Amelia as a precious link to a part of Tim’s heritage that had been hidden away. But my mother-in-law? She didn’t see our little miracle. All she saw was a threat to her narrow-minded view of family.
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“It’s okay, sweetie. Mommy and Daddy love you so much. That’s all that matters,” I whispered.
I rocked Amelia gently, trying to calm my racing heart. I knew this was just the beginning of a storm, but I never imagined how bad it would get.
Two weeks later, I shuffled through our front door, sore and exhausted from the demands of postpartum care. All I wanted was to settle Amelia into her nursery and maybe catch a nap.
“I can’t wait to show you your room, sweetheart,” I cooed to Amelia as we approached the nursery door.
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I turned the handle, pushed the door open, and FROZE. My heart PLUMMETED to my stomach.
The room was… WRONG. So terribly wrong.
Gone were the soft pink walls, replaced by pitch, oppressive black paint. The floral curtains had vanished. Heavy dark drapes blocked out the sunlight instead. And the crib… the crib Tim and I had spent hours putting together? It lay in pieces on the floor.
“Oh my God! What… what happened here?” I stammered, clutching Amelia closer.
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“I thought I’d fix the room,” Janet’s voice came from behind me. “It WASN’T APPROPRIATE anymore.”
I spun around, fury bubbling inside me. “Appropriate? This was my baby’s room! You had no right!”
Janet crossed her arms, a smug grin plastered on her face.
“She’s NOT my grandchild. Look at her. She’s not Tim’s. Both you and Tim are WHITE, but this baby is NOT. I’m not accepting this child into this family.”
I could not believe my MIL was being RACIST!
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I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm for Amelia’s sake. “Janet, we’ve talked about this. Genetics can be unpredictable. And as you know, Tim’s great-grandfather was Black. Amelia IS TIM’S DAUGHTER.”
“I’m not stupid,” Janet spat. “I won’t let some stranger’s child be raised in this house like she belongs here. I redid the room for when you come to your senses and bring her real family to take her.”
As soon as Janet left the room, I pulled out my phone with shaking hands.
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“Tim,” I said when he answered, “you need to come home. NOW.”
“What’s wrong?” Tim’s voice was instantly alert.
“Your mother… she destroyed Amelia’s nursery. She’s saying Amelia isn’t yours because of her skin color. Please, I can’t handle this alone.”
“What the—? I’ll be there in 15 minutes.”
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While I waited, I paced the living room, rocking Amelia gently. My mind raced, trying to process what had happened. How could Janet be so cruel? So racist?
Suddenly, an idea struck me. I pulled out my phone again, this time opening the camera app. With Amelia still in my arms, I walked back to the kitchen where Janet was.
“Janet, can you please explain to me again why you did this to my baby’s room? It’s so utterly unfair.”
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Janet looked up, her eyes cold. “I told you, Rosie. That child isn’t Tim’s. She’s not my granddaughter. I’m not accepting her into this family.”
“But why? Just because of her skin color?”
I kept the conversation going, making sure to capture every hateful word
“Of course! You and Tim are both white. This baby’s skin is dark. She’s clearly not his. You’ve been unfaithful, and I won’t let you trap my son with another man’s child. You’re such a disgrace to this family, Rosie.”
With that, Janet stormed to the stove, not knowing what awaited her next.
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I felt sick to my stomach. When I had enough evidence, I started taking pictures of the destroyed nursery.
“I’m going to show everyone exactly who my mother-in-law really is!” I whispered to myself.
I quietly slipped my phone back into my pocket and retreated to the living room, holding Amelia close. A few minutes later, Tim burst through the door, his face thunderous.
“WHERE IS SHE?”
“Kitchen.”
Tim strode into the kitchen, and I followed, my heart pounding.
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“Mom, what the hell did you do?”
Janet looked up from her tea, her expression innocent. “I did what was necessary! You’ll thank me when you realize she’s not your daughter!”
Tim slammed his hand on the counter, making us all jump.
“Are you out of your mind? Amelia is MY DAUGHTER. My flesh and blood. And if you can’t accept that, you’ll never see her. Or us… ever again.”
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Janet’s face crumpled. “What? You’re choosing them over your mother? I’m trying to protect you!”
“Protect me? From what? Love? Family? Pack your bags, Mom. You’re leaving. Now.”
After Janet stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind her, Tim and I collapsed on the couch. Amelia, miraculously, slept through it all.
“I’m so sorry, Rosie,” Tim whispered, pulling me close. “I never thought she’d go this far.”
I leaned into him, letting the tears fall. “What are we going to do? The nursery…?”
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Tim squeezed my hand. “We’ll fix it. Make it even better than before.”
“But first, I have an idea,” I said.
“We’re going to expose her for who she really is. I recorded her, Tim. When she was making those horrible comments about Amelia. The world needs to know what kind of person she is.”
Tim’s eyes widened, then a slow smile spread across his face. “Yeah, you’re right. She might be my mother. But what she did is so unfair. She needs to be taught a lesson.”
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We posted the photos and video on social media, tagging every family member we could think of. The caption read:
“Guess who needs Biology lessons? My MIL! This is what happens when she refuses to accept her own granddaughter because of the COLOR OF HER SKIN. My baby Amelia deserves better! Some people fail to understand that love & acceptance go beyond superficial differences. Black or white, my child is my UNIVERSE.
And I won’t sit back and watch anyone mock my baby, even if it’s my own MIL. If need be, this mama bear will stand up for her child like a lioness…
”
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The response was immediate and overwhelming. Comments poured in, condemning Janet’s actions. Family members called, offering support and apologies. Even Janet’s church group reached out, horrified by her behavior.
“I can’t believe how many people are on our side,” I said to Tim as we scrolled through the responses.
Just then, his phone buzzed with a text from his sister. “Oh my god,” he gasped.
“What is it?” I asked, peering at his screen.
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“Lily sent the post to Mom’s boss. Mom… she got fired.”
I sat back, stunned. “Wow. I didn’t expect that.”
Tim ran a hand through his hair. “Me neither. But… I can’t say she didn’t deserve it.”
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Weeks passed, and slowly, life settled into a new normal. We repainted the nursery, this time a gorgeous shade of soft pink that made Amelia’s eyes shine. Tim’s sister helped us pick out new furniture, and soon the room was filled with love and laughter once again.
One afternoon, as I rocked Amelia in her new glider, Tim came in with a strange expression on his face.
“What is it?” I asked, immediately concerned.
He held up his phone. “It’s… it’s Mom. She’s demanding to talk to us.”
“What did you say?”
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Tim sat on the ottoman, his face hard. “I told her she’s not welcome here. Not now, not ever.”
“Good. I don’t think I could face her after what she did.”
Tim reached out and squeezed my hand. “We’re done with her toxicity. Amelia deserves better.”
I nodded slowly. “Actions have consequences. Maybe this will finally make her realize how wrong she was.”
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Just then, Amelia started fussing. I scooped her up, breathing in her sweet baby scent.
“You know what?” I said, looking at Tim. “I don’t even care about Janet anymore. We have everything we need right here.”
Tim smiled, wrapping his arms around us both. “You’re right. This is our family, and it’s perfect just the way it is.”
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As I stood there, surrounded by the love of my husband and daughter, I knew we had weathered the storm. Janet’s cruelty had tried to tear us apart, but instead, it had only made us stronger.
As for Janet? I doubt she’ll ever recover from the humiliation. And frankly, she doesn’t deserve to. Do you think I took it too far? Was my MIL’s behavior justified in any way? Drop your comments.
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Mum Faced Backlash After Saying Her Baby is “Ugly” in a Viral Tiktok Video
Lucy Baehr didn’t see her daughter Reese as the cutest baby, but a mother’s love transcends mere looks. However, the story didn’t stop there; when she playfully posted her daughter in a TikTok challenge, she encountered a storm of criticism, which Lucy defied with her steadfast maternal affection.
Getting pregnant with Reese had its fair share of ups and downs
Lucy Baehr shared an experience that resonated with many mothers who eagerly anticipate the arrival of their newborn babies, expecting them to be undeniably cute. Hailing from Arkansas, her story took an unusual and humorous twist, capturing the online world’s attention.
Lucy’s journey to motherhood was a real rollercoaster. She’d faced the formidable challenge of infertility and experienced heartbreaking losses. But she was a loving mom to her daughter, Harper, and a dedicated stepmom to Cole. In September 2019, they added a third furry member to the family, a dog, hoping to fill that void in their lives.
Then, in February 2020, she dropped a bombshell: Lucy found out she was pregnant with a baby girl. The news left her overjoyed and, well, a little incredulous. When her daughter, Reese, finally arrived, Lucy’s first reaction was a mix of shock and humor.
She recalls the moment, saying, “I’m pretty sure I looked at my husband and was like, ’She’s healthy?’” It was a perfect way to sum up a surprise that life had thrown her way, making Reese’s arrival a bit less unique than they had anticipated.
“Her nose was incredibly swollen, and her eyes were beady.” The new mom also shared how looking back, not a single person, not even the delivery room nurses, tried to sugarcoat that Reese wasn’t exactly a poster baby for cuteness.
“People just didn’t comment on her appearance,” she laughed.
When Harper, Reese’s sister, got to hold her baby sibling for the first time, even she couldn’t help but notice the striking differences between them. While Baehr’s daughter was likely excited about becoming an older sibling, she couldn’t help but steal a glance at her mother and make a candid observation about Reese’s appearance, describing it as “weird.” Lucy, her mother, reassured Harper, telling her there was some truth to her observation.
The “ugly baby” Tiktok challenge
Most people know it’s almost taboo for mothers to admit their children might not be the cutest openly. Still, Lucy Baehr fearlessly ventured into that territory using TikTok. She joined in on a trend where people shared their experiences of expecting an adorable newborn but being surprised by reality. With a good-natured laugh, the mother of three proudly declared that she had taken the crown in that department!
When Baehr caught the trend of folks sharing photos of their “less-than-cute babies” on TikTok, she couldn’t resist jumping on the bandwagon. At one point, her video had been seen by almost 24 million people. It all turned into a big laugh, with some users jokingly suggesting that her daughter looked like Mr. Bean or Harry Potter’s Dobby!
Most of the comments from her TikTok followers were all in good fun. One person even quipped that Reese looked “like a villager.”
Another person playfully guessed that the little girl definitely took after her father. Someone else couldn’t help but sympathize with the idea that women endure nine months of nausea and drama, only for their kids to come out “looking like their dads.” Another added, “Newborns are rarely, if ever, cute. They’re a ‘trust the process’ kinda creature.”
However, while many on social media found Baehr’s post to be light-hearted fun, some didn’t share the sentiment. Some believed poking fun at a child was in bad taste and sharing such a clip on social media wasn’t right.
The new mom got a lot of heat for poking fun at her baby
Baehr opened up about the criticism she faced, with some people labeling her a “terrible mom.” Critics were concerned that her viral post might negatively impact Reese’s self-esteem. However, Baehr stood her ground, explaining that she was simply being honest.
The mother of three clarified that she intended to normalize the reality of how newborns often looked when they entered the world. She reassured everyone that Reese was perfectly fine. Baehr even pledged to share the story with Reese one day.
She also believed that her daughter would inherit her sense of humor. Her primary aim was to remind mothers that not all newborns fit the typical “perfect-looking” image, and that’s perfectly okay. She emphasized that her video wasn’t meant to be mean-spirited, and she knew Reese wasn’t ugly.
Lucy also shared an Instagram picture of her newborn baby, adding a heartfelt caption explaining the significance of Reese’s name. She deeply loved the little girl, saying, “You were loved long before you got here.”
The glow-up is real
But as a respectable princess, Reese has grown into a beautiful baby. Her mom finally gave her Instagram followers a peek at Reese almost three years after her birth, sharing more photos and even a video clip showcasing how pretty and lively her daughter had become. People in the comments couldn’t help but gush, calling Reese a “beautiful baby girl,” “absolutely precious,” and “a doll.”
Then, on November 4, 2022, Baehr dropped an Instagram video that captured how Reese had changed over the years. She revealed that it took her two years to put the clip together and that it had her feeling a bit emotional. The video showed Reese laughing, smiling, learning to crawl, playing with the family dog, taking her first steps, feeding herself, exploring the world, and transforming into the gorgeous little girl she is now.
Things have been looking up for Reese, who’s now nearly three years old. “Reese is gorgeous,” Baehr proudly said. “She has these huge blue eyes.”
However, Reese’s journey reminds us that beauty truly comes in all shapes and sizes. Her heartwarming transformation and her radiant spirit teach us to embrace our unique selves and appreciate the beauty in every child, no matter how they may look at birth.
Stories like this might sound strange, but they’re pretty common. Just see what other folks shared about their first encounters with their babies.
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