I Found Out about the Birth of My Son from a Facebook Post – Is the Lesson I Taught My Wife Justified?

I Found Out about the Birth of My Son from a Facebook Post – Is the Lesson I Taught My Wife Justified?

I discovered my son’s birth through a Facebook post. What came next shattered my world and forced me to teach my wife a lesson she would never forget.

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A man looking stressed | Source: Pixabay

It’s hard to believe this is my reality. But here I am. My wife, Julia, and I had wanted kids for years. So, when she finally got pregnant last year, we were thrilled.

I wanted to be the best husband and future father I could. Her father had never been involved in her life, and my brother isn’t the most involved dad.

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A couple gazing at each other | Source: Pixabay

I saw too many problems up close when husbands were absent, and I was determined not to make the same mistakes. However, just a few weeks into her pregnancy, everything started going downhill.

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A pregnant couple | Source: Pixabay

Julia stopped wanting sex. “I just don’t feel like it, Mason. It’s too much right now,” she would say. I understood it was due to hormones and stress, so I respected her wishes. But then she didn’t want any physical interaction. No cuddling, no kissing. On top of that, she became increasingly distant.

A pregnant woman and her husband looking at each other in bedroom | Source: Pexels

A pregnant woman and her husband looking at each other in bedroom | Source: Pexels

Her eating habits constantly changed. One evening, Julia demanded, “Mason, I need pickles and ice cream right now.”

“Sure thing, honey,” I replied, hurrying to the store. When I returned, she snapped, “I don’t want this! I want sushi!”

“Julia, you asked for this just an hour ago,” I said, confused.

“I don’t care! Just get me sushi,” she screamed. I attributed this to hormonal issues and dealt with it.

A pregnant woman touching her belly while looking at husband | Source: Pexels

A pregnant woman touching her belly while looking at husband | Source: Pexels

She never let me go to any appointments or groups she attended. “It’s just easier if I go alone,” she insisted. “I don’t want you hovering over me.”

“But I want to be involved, Julia,” I protested.

“I said no, Mason!” she snapped. She spent more time away from home, became cold and bitter, and was constantly angry at me. This went on for months.

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An angry man sitting by the table while looking at a woman | Source: Pexels

One night, I came home exhausted. “Julia, I made dinner,” I called out.

“I’m not eating that,” she said, eyeing the food with disdain.

“But I spent hours making it,” I said, frustrated.

“Do you ever think about what I want?” she shouted. “You never listen!” Then, she slapped me. I was stunned to the point of silence.

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A couple arguing | Source: Pexels

She stopped doing anything around the house about a month into the pregnancy. Sure, moving around is hard when pregnant, but she wouldn’t even help out with laundry. By the fifth week, I was doing everything. My work was also our primary source of income. I was barely sleeping, and running on fumes.

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A young man in sleepwear | Source: Pexels

She made me sleep in the guest room and always tried to pick fights. “Why don’t you just leave if you can’t handle this?” she would taunt. I never even raised my voice.

I constantly reminded myself this wasn’t her and it would all be worth it. She didn’t want me to make any decisions regarding the baby. No name choices, no work on the nursery, nothing.

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A tired man looking in mirror in the bathroom | Source: Pexels

One month before she delivered, Julia yelled at me about how useless I was. “I’m going to stay with my mother. Don’t bother calling,” she declared. She refused to let me get her anything, threatened to divorce me, and even threatened a restraining order if I called her.

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A woman shouting at a man | Source: Pexels

A couple of weeks ago, I found out about the birth of my son, Jason, from a Facebook post. Julia posted it with her mother and some family. It broke me. When I tried to visit them at the hospital, security kicked me out.

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A smartphone showing a Facebook application | Source: Pexels

After finding out about Jason’s birth, I started doubting if Jason was mine. I wanted a paternity test, but Julia didn’t answer my calls. I was heartbroken. Two weeks later, Julia’s brother picked up the phone.

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A man on a phone call | Source: Pexels

“Mason, you need to know the truth,” he said. “Julia had an affair with a coworker. She believed the baby was his.”

I was stunned. “What? How could she do this to me?”

“She didn’t know how to tell you. Her coworker promised to be with her, but he left when he found out the baby wasn’t his,” her brother explained. “I thought you should know.”

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A pensive man talking on the phone while on the street | Source: Pexels

When I found out about Julia’s betrayal, I was furious. With the help of my lawyer, I demanded a paternity test. When it was confirmed that I was indeed the father, I was finally able to hold my son for the first time when he was almost a month old.

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A newborn baby held by a happy father | Source: Pexels

I then taught Julia a lesson. We had a prenup, and I owned our marital home. I filed for divorce and was confident that I would win. I also contacted Julia’s job and revealed her relationship with the coworker. Her company had strict rules and fired both Julia and the coworker.

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A man and a woman discussing at their workplace | Source: Pexels

I filed for full custody of Jason, claiming Julia wasn’t stable enough to provide for him. Julia begged me to forgive her, but I didn’t. She had no option left but to move in with her mother.

Julia’s life changed drastically after moving in with her mother. The relationship between Julia and her mother became strained. “How could you let this happen, Julia?” her mother would often ask, frustration clear in her voice.

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Two women arguing | Source: Pexels

“I made a mistake, Mom. I didn’t know it would turn out like this,” Julia would reply, her eyes welling up with tears.

Her mother sighed, “Losing your job was one thing, but your actions have consequences. Look at where we are now.”

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Two women arguing | Source: Pexels

Julia struggled with the reality of her situation. Every day was a reminder of her fall from grace. Without a job, she had no financial independence.

Her mother’s constant lectures didn’t help. “I can’t believe you jeopardized everything for a fling,” her mother said one evening, shaking her head in disbelief.

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An unrecognizable woman having argument with an upset female | Source: Pexels

“Mom, I’m trying to make things right,” Julia insisted.

“Trying isn’t enough, Julia. You need to face the reality that you’ve hurt a lot of people,” her mother retorted.

Their conversations were filled with tension and regret. Julia felt trapped and isolated. Her mother’s disappointment weighed heavily on her, making her realize the full impact of her decisions. Every day, she faced the reality of her actions and the life she had lost.

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A woman covering her face with her head down | Source: Pexels

After hearing me out in court and learning my story, the judge granted me full custody, especially since Julia didn’t protest. I decided to move on with my life and become the best father I could be. I allowed Julia to see Jason according to the court arrangements.

Was I justified in the lesson I taught my ex-wife?

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A man in sitting on a bench near trees | Source: Pexels

Mom of rare twins with Down syndrome shuts down critics with photo showing how beautiful they are

Twin pregnancies are still quite uncommon, despite a 72% increase in likelihood between 1980 and 2018. Twins are born in about 33 of every 1,000 births.

What are the probabilities of having identical twins? Out of 1,000 births, three to four are identical twins on average. So once more, not very common.

Savannah Combs, age 23, was overjoyed to learn she was expecting twins. She then discovered that they both have Down syndrome, which is also unusual.

Of course, the information was upsetting. Savannah and her husband Justin Ackerman were aware that due of her illness and the state of her children, some people would judge them.

But Savannah finds that to be the same thing that makes them so beautiful.

“It’s very rare what they have, but they’ve been my little gems,” she mentioned.

Savannah, a Middleburg, Florida native, posted videos of her postpartum journey on TikTok with her kids Kennadi Rue and Mckenli Ackerman, and the videos immediately acquired popularity.

Savannah said in one of her videos that she was advised to abort her children because they wouldn’t survive.

She made the choice to keep them and give them a shot.

”Every [prenatal] appointment they were alive was a blessing to me,” Savannah explained.

Her spouse was gone at boot camp when she found out they both had Down syndrome.

When Savannah was admitted to the hospital, she was 29 weeks along with her pregnancy and gave birth to twin daughters. Kennadi Rue and Mckenli Ackerman, identical twin daughters, were born on May 12, 2021.

The twins had to spend a few weeks in the NICU before going home because they were born two months early.

“They’re called mono di twins, meaning that they had their own sacs, but they shared the same placenta, meaning that they were going to be identical,” she said.

“Mo di twins as it is, it’s like very rare. And then you throw Down syndrome on top of it, it’s like one in 2 million.”

They are just like any other youngster, according to Savannah, despite having an uncommon disease.

“They have feelings. They have a beating heart. They know how to talk. They know how to do things you do. They will get there,” she said.

“Like I said, it may be a step behind but they’re going to do it. I’ve learned these kids are feisty little things and happy little things.”Savannah posts wonderful updates on TikTok as each youngster continues to reach their milestones.

“I’m going to let them know that they’re just like us and they’re going to get there as long as they put their minds to it.”

Nevertheless, some people feel compelled to be critical of Savannah and her family. The young mother was forced to respond to some extremely cruel people on social media as a result.

”I wouldn’t want those babies; if mine came out like that, they would be straight up for adoption,” one person wrote to the mother.

Savannah, though, had the ideal response, which she posted on Facebook.

“I said, good thing they weren’t born to you and were born to me. God knew what he was doing by giving these babies to the right parents who would love them regardless.”

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