{"id":5529,"date":"2024-11-04T01:01:42","date_gmt":"2024-11-04T01:01:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/runeecho.com\/?p=5529"},"modified":"2024-11-04T01:01:42","modified_gmt":"2024-11-04T01:01:42","slug":"i-visited-my-pregnant-sister-and-when-i-saw-how-her-husband-treated-her-i-taught-him-a-lesson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/runeecho.com\/i-visited-my-pregnant-sister-and-when-i-saw-how-her-husband-treated-her-i-taught-him-a-lesson\/","title":{"rendered":"I Visited My Pregnant Sister, and When I Saw How Her Husband Treated Her, I Taught Him a Lesson"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>When I arrived at my pregnant sister\u2019s house, I never expected to find her husband treating her like a servant. But what I did next, with a watermelon and a crazy bet, changed everything.<br>What are you supposed to do when you visit your sister, who is nine months pregnant, and see her being treated like a maid?<br>\n\n\n\n</p><p>This happened to me while I was traveling for work and had to spend a few nights at my sister\u2019s place.\n\n\n\n</p><p>The moment I stepped through the door,&nbsp;<strong>I knew something was wrong. Lily, my dear sister, was waddling around with a belly that looked ready to burst.\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/7d7d959e158bf789a6644a899691407584436592eb2edc0e1f2c4e9671da8831.png%5C%22" alt='\"Tired' pregnant woman source: midjourney>\n\n\n\n<p>Tired pregnant woman | Source: Midjourney<br>\n\n\n\n</p><p>Her face was pale, and dark circles hung under her eyes like twin shadows. I could practically see the exhaustion radiating off her.\n\n\n\n</p><p>Meanwhile, her husband, let\u2019s just call him \u201cMark\u201d to protect the innocent (or not-so-innocent, in this case), was sprawled on the couch, controller in hand, and eyes glued to the TV screen.<br>\n\n\n\n</p><p>That\u2019s when I realized the root of my sister\u2019s exhaustion. The very first evening, I witnessed firsthand Mark\u2019s royal treatment.\n\n\n\n</p><p>Dinner was served. It was a simple pasta dish that Lily had clearly put effort into, despite her condition.<br>\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/3d83080920b8639be4fd058adb251fd84f2b423942775832f5aaebd70c8b0295.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"A' pasta dish source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>A pasta dish | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>But Mark took one bite, wrinkled his nose, and declared, \u201cUgh, this is cold. I\u2019m taking this upstairs.\u201d\n\n\n\n</p><p>With that,\u00a0<strong>he grabbed his plate and disappeared up the stairs. Soon enough, the sounds of his video game echoed down.<br>\n\n\n\n<p>Lily, bless her soul, simply sighed and started clearing the table.\n\n\n\n</p><p>I watched in disbelief as she then loaded the dishwasher, switched on the washing machine, and began folding a mountain of baby clothes.\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/603c89a8e705b8fa268b4e364fbf039c3a82f9f556409d5a2cb43dd9d0f7ecfb.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"Pregnant' woman cleaning source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>Pregnant woman cleaning | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>Of course, I helped, but this entire time, Mark continued his gaming marathon upstairs.\n\n\n\n</p><p>The next morning, over a breakfast of burnt toast (apparently, Lily\u2019s exhaustion was affecting her culinary skills), I decided to have a little chat with my brother-in-law.\n\n\n\n</p><p>\u201cHey, Mark,\u201d I began cautiously, \u201cI couldn\u2019t help but notice Lily\u2019s doing a lot around here. Maybe you could lend a hand, especially with the baby coming so soon?\u201d\n\n\n\n</p><p>Mark scoffed, not even bothering to look up from his phone. \u201cOh, come on. It\u2019s a woman\u2019s job, you know?\u201d\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/05d3960e8f3a667e0c89332897e83ae7d63a3a969f895da4c9f0e2e0d5bef33a.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"Man' looking at his phone while drinking coffee source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>Man looking at his phone while drinking coffee | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>I could feel my blood pressure rising, but I took a deep breath and tried again. \u201cI\u2019m just saying, maybe you could do the dishes or help put together the crib? It\u2019s not exactly rocket science.\u201d\n\n\n\n</p><p>Mark finally glanced up and narrowed his eyes. \u201cYou are such a drama queen\u2026 Lily enjoys taking care of me, just like she will enjoy taking care of our kid. Don\u2019t bring your progressive stuff into my house. My wife simply does what she is supposed to.\u201d\n\n\n\n</p><p><strong>I felt my blood boil&nbsp;and had to fight the urge to throw my coffee in his smug face. But then, an idea began to form in my mind, a plan so ridiculous, so outlandish, that it just might work\u2026\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/c719234d1cf50b4b9ec4167443d56049a67a673da98cf1212c7729c01d807f60.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"Woman' thinking source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>Woman thinking | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>I finished my coffee, plastered a fake smile on my face, and said, \u201cYou know what, Mark? You\u2019re right. Lily does enjoy taking care of you. So much so that I bet you couldn\u2019t last a day doing everything she does.\u201d\n\n\n\n</p><p>A smirk spread across Mark\u2019s face. \u201cOh really? And what happens if I prove you wrong?\u201d\n\n\n\n</p><p>\u201cThen I\u2019ll be your personal maid for the rest of my life,\u201d I replied, smiling widely. \u201cBut if you lose, you have to step up and be the husband Lily deserves. Deal?\u201d\n\n\n\n</p><p>Mark laughed and extended his hand. \u201cDeal.\u201d\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/d3beeff1b785c3f8ce7c93c27e10629d9d963ec3a43d3640913f4bcc3645dd24.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"Hand' shake source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>Hand shake | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>Little did he know, I had a secret weapon waiting in the wings: a watermelon, a roll of plastic wrap, and a lot of determination.\n\n\n\n</p><p>***\n\n\n\n</p><p>With the terms of our bet set, I made a quick trip to the grocery store, almost skipping&nbsp;<strong>with mischievous glee.\n\n\n\n<p>I returned with the biggest, roundest watermelon I could find. I told my sister all about my plan and enlisted her help in preparing Mark\u2019s \u201cpregnancy simulator.\u201d\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/0caabadf1bf128d208d43db63650e91fcec764872637bbb8a8cc522e945cfb10.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"Selection' of watermelons source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>Selection of watermelons | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>You see, we cut the watermelon in half, scooped out the juicy insides (saving them for later, of course), and then carefully wrapped each half in plastic wrap, transforming them into cumbersome belly-like orbs. Two in case, we needed to switch them later.\n\n\n\n</p><p>\u201cAre you sure about this?\u201d Lily asked, slightly worried but also amused.\n\n\n\n</p><p>\u201cAbsolutely,\u201d I replied, giving the watermelon some finishing touches. \u201cIt\u2019s time he got a taste of his own medicine.\u201d\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/540c49aecec16dbc6006fb4da85db5f84e6c2c1892d2ac4d2749cfdfbf3a3301.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"Woman' cutting a watermelon source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>Woman cutting a watermelon | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>When Mark arrived from work, I presented the watermelon, told him the gist, and gave him a handwritten list of Lily\u2019s daily tasks: laundry, dishes, vacuuming, mopping, grocery shopping, meal prep, nursery painting\u2026 the works.\n\n\n\n</p><p>Mark just chuckled. \u201cThis is gonna be a piece of cake,\u201d he declared, puffing out his chest.\n\n\n\n</p><p>Lily and I settled onto the couch with a bowl of popcorn strategically placed between us. The show was about to begin.\n\n\n\n</p><p><strong>And what a show it was!\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/d7da536a9f0182d146defd81e0c949c70a8d1d5f20bff3e39a8c0893703b406e.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"Woman' sitting on a couch with popcorn source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>Woman sitting on a couch with popcorn | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>At first, Mark strutted around like he owned the place, the watermelon half bouncing on his belly with each step. But it wasn\u2019t long before the reality of the situation set in.\n\n\n\n</p><p>He bent over to pick up a stray sock, and the watermelon swung forward, nearly knocking him off balance.\n\n\n\n</p><p>He attempted to vacuum, but the extra weight made him waddle like a penguin. When he tried to load the washing machine, the watermelon kept bumping against the door, preventing it from closing.\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/f764175e4d7de491c103953098825ca5594d064282fe7d452b86809ecd909aa8.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"Man' turning on a washing machine source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>Man turning on a washing machine | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>Lily and I couldn\u2019t contain our laughter.\n\n\n\n</p><p>\u201cNeed some help?\u201d I called out sweetly, making Lily chuckle.\n\n\n\n</p><p>Mark gritted his teeth and muttered something about \u201cwomen\u2019s work\u201d being easier than it looked.\n\n\n\n</p><p>However, by lunchtime,&nbsp;<strong>he was sweating like a pig. The watermelon half had left a sticky residue on his shirt, and he was moving at a snail\u2019s pace.\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/0640c14a4295b31eac51a705796f0f6aa6ac6d6b462d61633bcdadb3bb6d679c.png%5C%22" alt='\"A' tired man using a watermelon to simulate pregnancy source: midjourney>\n\n\n\n<p>A tired man using a watermelon to simulate pregnancy | Source: Midjourney\n\n\n\n</p><p>The sight of him trying to paint the nursery was particularly entertaining. He stood dangerously on a stepladder and could barely balance his weight.\n\n\n\n</p><p>As the afternoon wore on, his bravado slowly crumbled. The weight of the watermelon half, which wasn\u2019t as bad as a real pregnancy belly, finally took its toll on my brother-in-law.\n\n\n\n</p><p>At one point, he was even crawling on his hands and knees to scrub the bathroom floor, forgetting his early cockiness.\n\n\n\n</p><p>Lily and I exchanged knowing glances. We knew this was more than just a silly bet; it was a chance for Mark to finally understand the sacrifices Lily made every day.\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/a119d4836b82cf3482407f81cff4185d42bf8ea8ecc096b73b596582e4a72553.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"A' pregnant woman smiling and sitting on a couch source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>A pregnant woman smiling and sitting on a couch | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>And judging by the pained expression on his face, the lesson was starting to sink in.\n\n\n\n</p><p>When the sun finally began to set, Mark threw in the towel, metaphorically and literally. He collapsed onto the couch, threw the rag onto the coffee table, and started removing his watermelon half.\n\n\n\n</p><p>\u201cI\u2026 I can\u2019t do it,\u201d he groaned, putting his head back after throwing the hollow fruit away. \u201c<strong>I give up!\u201c\n\n\n\n<p>We were silent for only a second before Lily stood in all her pregnant glory and looked down at her husband.\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/87a05fce4df3230a6d825338d984620fb8ba7c03547feec6604f5b0d74d32bc5.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"Pregnant' woman with a serious expression source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>Pregnant woman with a serious expression | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>Mark\u2019s gaze met hers, and his eyes started watering. \u201cLily,\u201d he croaked, defeated and exhausted. \u201cI\u2026 I\u2019m so sorry. I had no clue. I never realized how much you do every single day.\u201d\n\n\n\n</p><p>Tears welled up in Lily\u2019s eyes, but they weren\u2019t tears of sadness. They shimmered with relief, hope, and the promise of a brighter future.\n\n\n\n</p><p>She reached out and gently cupped her husband\u2019s cheek.\n\n\n\n</p><p>\u201cIt\u2019s okay,\u201d she whispered, soothingly. \u201cI know you didn\u2019t mean to hurt me. But I\u2019m glad you finally understand.\u201d\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/eff0fa2d6b0ad0fd0ec1ea04797a546a20b8c11819f93172802d0f254d89a0e6.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"A' pregnant couple sitting together source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>A pregnant couple sitting together | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>That night, I helped Lily clean up the watermelon wreckage and made dinner while witnessing the change that swept through the house.\n\n\n\n</p><p>For the first time since I\u2019d arrived, Mark actually helped with the chores. He tackled the dishes, folded laundry, and even managed to assemble the baby\u2019s crib without too much cursing (a minor miracle, in my book).\n\n\n\n</p><p>The transformation was instant and&nbsp;<strong>it was definitely welcomed. Mark became Lily\u2019s devoted helper and could anticipate her needs before she even uttered a word.\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/3a04e260ba78e1ed9e6ea74ea0d0888d5b1cdb3634c5003e9bef9adcb2fc08b1.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"Man' helping a pregnant woman source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>Man helping a pregnant woman | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>He cooked, cleaned, massaged her swollen feet, and even repainted the nursery a calming pastel blue, covering up his earlier attempt.\n\n\n\n</p><p>When Lily\u2019s contractions started a few days later, Mark was a pillar of support. He held her hand, offering words of comfort, and even shed a few tears of his own when their beautiful baby girl entered the world.\n\n\n\n</p><p>Watching him cradle his daughter, his face beaming with love, I knew my watermelon experiment had worked.\n\n\n\n</p><p>The old Mark was gone and replaced by a man who cherished his wife and child above all else.\n\n\n\n<figure class='\"wp-block-image\"'><img decoding='\"async\"' src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/cdn.amomama.com%5C/f74e710140eb9a8622909b1985564eb41a381b4fc7f3c7f99365bb4ffe53250b.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"A' pregnant couple cuddling source: pexels>\n\n\n\n<p>A pregnant couple cuddling | Source: Pexels\n\n\n\n</p><p>As I prepared to leave, Lily wrapped me in a bone-crushing hug. \u201cThank you,\u201d she breathed into my ear. \u201cYou saved our marriage and gave our daughter a father who will love and cherish her always.\u201d\n\n\n\n</p><p>I hugged her back, warmth flooding my heart. I knew people weren\u2019t perfect, and I hoped Mark would keep this attitude forever.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"</p><div class='\"mh-excerpt\"'><p>When I arrived at my pregnant sister\u2019s house, I never expected to find her husband treating her like a servant. 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