My husband’s sister, Candice, has always been selfish. At my wedding, she threw a tantrum because my dress was prettier than hers. Ridiculous, right? But the real issue was my mother-in-law always taking her side. I learned to ignore it—Harry and I had a happy life, two amazing kids, and a cozy home.

Then Candice took things to a whole new level. One day, she showed up and said, “I’m turning 30 soon, and I don’t have kids. You should give me a baby.”

At first, I thought she was joking. She wasn’t. She expected us to have a baby and hand it over to her—not because she couldn’t have kids, but because she didn’t want to go through pregnancy.

Obviously, we refused. The next day, she returned with my mother-in-law, and they completely lost it on us. That’s when I decided it was time for a lesson.

So, I told Candice I’d do exactly what she asked.

Nine months later, I had a little surprise waiting for her.

The Plan

After Candice’s ridiculous demand, I came up with a plan. I knew she wasn’t mature or responsible enough to handle a child, let alone appreciate the sacrifice of being a parent. But I also knew she wouldn’t listen to reason. So, I decided to teach her a lesson in a way she’d never forget.

I didn’t actually get pregnant, of course. Instead, I reached out to a friend who worked in social services. She connected me with a young mother, Sarah, who was struggling and needed temporary help. Sarah had a baby boy, Liam, and was looking for a safe place for him while she got back on her feet.

I saw an opportunity. I spoke with Sarah and proposed an idea: I would pretend Liam was “the baby” I had for Candice and let her experience parenthood firsthand.

Sarah, desperate and trusting, agreed. With paperwork handled legally to ensure Liam’s safety, the plan was in motion.

The Big Day

On Candice’s 30th birthday, we arrived at her party with a beautifully wrapped box. Inside? A birth certificate with Candice’s name listed as “guardian.” And then I handed her Liam.

She was speechless. At first, she laughed nervously. “Wait… what is this?”

I smiled sweetly. “Your baby. You said you wanted one. So, here you go.”

My mother-in-law clapped her hands in excitement. “Oh, Candice! A baby! Just what you wanted!”

Candice hesitated. “But… I meant, like… a baby that’s actually mine. One that I raise from birth.”

I tilted my head. “That’s exactly what this is. He needs a mother. You wanted a child. So, congratulations.”

She glanced around, expecting someone to intervene. No one did.

Reality Hits

At first, Candice tried to act thrilled. She posed for pictures, holding Liam like a prop. But within an hour, reality set in.

Liam cried—a lot. He needed a diaper change, and when Candice realized what that entailed, she nearly gagged. Then came the feeding. She struggled to get him to take the bottle, and after a few failed attempts, she shouted, “Why is this so hard?!”

By the time the party was over, she was exhausted. “I didn’t sign up for this,” she whined.

I smirked. “Oh, but you did.”

The next morning, I got a frantic call. “Come get him! He won’t stop crying, I haven’t slept, and my whole house smells like baby formula!”

I let her panic for a moment before saying, “Welcome to motherhood.”

The Lesson

Candice barely lasted 24 hours. When I picked up Liam, she looked like she had aged ten years. She handed him over like he was a ticking time bomb.

“I can’t do this,” she admitted, for the first time in her life sounding genuinely humbled. “I thought it would be easy. Like a doll. But it’s… so much.”

I nodded. “That’s what being a parent is. It’s work, patience, and sacrifice. You don’t just demand a baby like it’s a purse or a new car.”

For once, my mother-in-law didn’t defend her. Instead, she patted my arm and whispered, “I think she learned her lesson.”

The Aftermath

Candice never brought up wanting a baby again. In fact, she became more respectful toward parents, especially struggling mothers. She even volunteered at a daycare for a while, realizing just how much effort it took to care for a child.

As for Sarah and Liam? Sarah got the help she needed, and when she was stable, she took Liam back, grateful for the support. We stayed in touch, and every time I saw her and Liam thriving, I knew it had all been worth it.

The Lesson

Some people think they’re entitled to things they don’t understand. But life has a way of teaching lessons in unexpected ways. Candice thought motherhood was a gift to be demanded, but she learned it was a responsibility to be earned.

So, the next time someone asks for something they don’t deserve, maybe—just maybe—it’s time to give them exactly what they’re asking for.

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