We Cut the Cake at Our Gender Reveal Party, and It Turned Out Black, My MIL, Dressed in Black, Stood Aside and Cried

To her dismay, the fortune teller was long discredited, and her fears were baseless. Though frustrated, we forgave her, and laughter soon replaced the tension.

As we enjoyed the unique cake, one thing was certain: our baby boy was already creating unforgettable memories.

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