My Pregnant Daughter Made Me Her Personal Servant as She Felt Bad — I Discovered She Was Lying

"Mom, I'm feeling so nauseous and tired. I can barely move." Those words led me to believe my daughter needed my help, but what I discovered left me shocked and heartbroken.

Emma and her husband, Mark, had been quarreling often during her pregnancy. They are newlyweds who are expecting their first child but for some reason, could not get along well.

Their fights escalated to a point where they both agreed that their living environment was not conducive for an expectant mother. As such, Emma voluntarily decided to move in with me temporarily and I looked forward to our bonding time together.

Little did I know that a surprise was waiting for me, and it was not a pleasant one. Anyway, this time apart gave the couple a chance to calm down. Mark remained supportive but felt relieved because Emma had become unbearable.

She treated him like a servant, lazing around with no sympathy for his feelings when he complained. This dynamic led to their big fight, resulting in her moving out.

Of course, I agreed to let Emma stay with me. As her mother, I wanted to support her during this challenging time. I'm a 61-year-old woman, working 45 hours a week.

Despite my busy schedule, I soon found myself doing all the cooking and chores. Initially, it was okay because Emma felt sick most of the time.

But then, I saw something that changed everything and I was rather disappointed more than anything. I hoped she would give a better explanation.

I have a camera at home because of my dog, but I never told Emma about it. Two days ago, I checked the footage and was SHOCKED. Emma was stretching out, dancing, and then bringing in shopping bags.

She took out new dresses and started trying them on. I couldn't believe my eyes. The contrast between her vibrant, carefree demeanor and the weak, helpless persona she showed me at home was jarring.

Emma lived with me for free, so I thought she had finally gotten better. But when I came home, I found her weak and asking me to bring her favorite chips. I was suspicious, but I did as she asked. The next day, the situation repeated itself.

I finally realized she was making a fool of me. I decided to prepare a plan she wouldn't like. The next time she started whining, I did the same.

I began saying I felt sick and couldn't do anything. This continued for several days until she started demanding that I do what she wanted.

Emma began acting mean toward me, expressing her frustration. "Mom, you're so insensitive! You know I'm pregnant, and yet you refuse to help me!" she snapped, her voice filled with exasperation, trying to guilt-trip me.

Stunned, I replied, "Emma, I've been trying my best to care for you while you figure things out with Mark. But you need to understand that I have my limits too."

Emma remained hellbent on making me feel guilty for not giving in to her demands. "You just don't care about me," she said, her voice dripping with accusation.

I stood my ground and told her, "You should rethink what you're expecting from me. I've done everything I can to support you."

Emma tried to be coy about it and blamed her behavior on hormones. "Maybe it's just the hormones making me act this way," she said, but I wasn't convinced.

"Mom, why aren't you helping me? You know I feel terrible!" she exclaimed.

"Funny you should say that," I replied. "You seem to have plenty of energy when I'm not around."

"What are you talking about?" she asked, confused.

"This," I said, playing the footage of her dancing and trying on dresses. Emma turned pale.

"Mom, I can explain..." she started.

"Explain what? That you've been lying to me and taking advantage of my kindness?" I interrupted.

"I just needed a break. I didn't mean to lie," she admitted.

"A break? From what? You don't work, you don't help around the house, and you live here for free," I said, feeling frustrated.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I just didn't know what else to do," Emma confessed.

"I understand that pregnancy is tough, but deceiving me isn't the answer," I explained. "From now on, you'll contribute to the household chores and be honest with me. If you need help, just ask. But don't lie to me again."

"I promise, Mom. I'm really sorry," she said sincerely.

"Good. Let's start fresh. We can get through this together, but it has to be based on trust and mutual respect," I concluded.

From that day on, things started to improve. Emma realized the importance of honesty, and we worked together to create a more balanced and supportive home environment.

This experience taught us both valuable lessons about trust, respect, and the true meaning of family. After apologizing to me and showing remorse, Emma finally went back to her marital home. She knew she had to come clean to Mark as well.

"Mark, there's something I need to tell you," Emma began nervously.

"What's wrong?" Mark asked, concerned.

"I've been fooling you too," Emma admitted. "I acted like I could barely move and exaggerated how sick I felt."

Mark sighed, taking a moment to process what he heard. "Emma, why did you do that?" he asked gently.

"I just felt overwhelmed and didn't know how else to cope," she explained. "I'm so sorry for deceiving you."

Mark embraced her, feeling a mix of relief and understanding. "It's okay, Emma. I know pregnancy is hard. Let's just move forward from here."

Emma is due to give birth to their first child any day from now. She has always wanted to be a mom and this will be her miracle baby as she has suffered a miscarriage before.

Meanwhile, Mark, as a first-time dad-to-be, is elated to welcome a new addition in to the family. I know that he and Emma will warmly embrace their little one and dote on him.

The couple's bond grew stronger and this chapter in their lives reminded them of the power of forgiveness and the importance of being truthful with one another.

Similarly to Emma's story, in the following one, the mother shares that her son and pregnant girlfriend are making demands about changing her child's name. After discovering that she and her son's partner a both expectant mothers, things turned awry leading to conflict.

My Son and His Pregnant Girlfriend Demanded That I Change My Newborn Daughter's Name

Becoming a mom to a second child decades after my first one was meant to be positively life-changing. But my son announced he was expecting a child too, and that's where our clashes began! His pregnant girlfriend threw tantrums making demands I wasn't willing to accommodate!

My son, Kyle, was born when I was 20 and still a child myself, but I think I did the best for him as a parent. This year was supposed to be one of joyful experiences.

First, at forty-two, 22 years after welcoming Kyle, I chose to become a mother for the second time! The second happy thing that happened also left ME shocked!

Kyle, who was in his final year of college, broke the news of his girlfriend's pregnancy when I was four months along! I hadn't expected that before the year was out I'd become a mother and soon afterward, a grandmother!

I am not going to lie, but I wasn't very thrilled about my son becoming a parent at a young age like me. From my own experiences, which include being a single parent, bringing up a baby when you're still pretty much one is HARD.

But, I refrained from saying anything because Kyle seemed excited. "That's amazing, Kyle! I can't believe you're going to be a father!" I exclaimed, hugging him. "Thanks, Mom! Well, you're going to be a first-time grandmother!" he replied, returning the warm embrace.

"Our children are going to be born a few months apart!" I realized this as we discussed the matter further. Despite the initial shock, I embraced my new role.

I started supporting them both emotionally and with a lot of financial help. Our lives, already intertwined, were about to grow even closer—or so I thought.

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