My mother-in-law, Gloria, has a gift for ruining beautiful moments. Whether it’s a wedding or baby shower, she finds a way to steal the spotlight. At my wedding, she showed up in a white satin gown nearly identical to mine. “It’s cream!” she claimed, smiling sweetly.
Later, she announced our pregnancy on Facebook—before we did. She even leaked our chosen baby names. Still, we tried to keep the peace.
For our gender reveal, we hosted a small, elegant garden party. The centerpiece was a gorgeous buttercream cake hiding the baby’s gender. But when Gloria arrived—late, in bright pink—she “accidentally” knocked it over, destroying the moment.
Except… it was a decoy.
My sister-in-law Melanie had anticipated Gloria’s sabotage. Moments later, she revealed a second, untouched cake.
We cut it together—blue inside. It’s a boy. I cried, not from frustration, but joy.
Gloria left quietly.
We forgave her, but never forgot. That day taught us a lesson: “Sometimes, the best way to protect your peace… is to come with a backup plan—and a second cake.”
Love wins. Chaos doesn’t.
