After Announcing My Pregnancy, My Sister-in-Law Tried to Humiliate Me…

A Temporary Peace

It was embarrassing for me. Ever since that day, I avoid her.

I forbade SIL anywhere near our kid when I delivered my son Nate. She tried to oppose it, but my husband’s parents had my back.

They supported my choice and knew exactly why I wanted SIL far from my infant. SIL suffered a miscarriage with her then boyfriend Jamie 2 years ago and it totally shattered her.

For everyone, that was indeed a depressing period, given our already childbearing status. Harry and I felt bad for her.

We chose to be somewhat more lenient following her miscarriage. She could connect with our kid Nate, so we would welcome her to our house.

Despite her behavior with me, she has been rather lovely to our son. Really shocking, she looked to have changed at first, but with time she returned to her former self.

She constantly talks about how difficult her life is, how things never seem to go for her, and blames ex-friends or managers for upsetting her life. I have found over time that she is never wrong in her thinking.

She is always attempting to get people on her side by playing the victim card and hardly acknowledges any flaws in confrontations. She chose to get married this year and invited everyone to save us.

Given our relationship seemed to have improved, Harry was surprised to learn we were not invited. She began to explain how she won’t let me come since I would cause disturbance to her wedding when we questioned her about it.

Having never done anything to her, I phoned and asked her why she would think something like that. Kayla began to tell how she had deliberately dressed in all black for our wedding, so now she was worried that I might do the same, and this was why she wanted me offsite.

I informed my spouse straightforwardly about how manipulative she was. Outraged about it after discussing with his parents, Harry decided to let SIL know they would neither be attending the wedding nor would they pay for it.

This turned SIL to tears and she began to blame me for starting this disaster. Her husband told her she had no right to be pointing fingers at me as she had freely admitted her own error.

Kayla however explained her behavior by stating that I should just get over it since our wedding was long ago. Later she contacted me to apologize and asked for forgiveness as FIL and MIL were still not paying for her wedding.

Though I hate to say it, Kayla can be quite charming and convincing when she wants something. I wanted to just go forward from the past and forgave her.

Her wedding to Jamie went perfectly. We all showed up and had fun.

The Failing Marriage and Accusations

Not even 6 months later, Kayla appeared at our door grumbling about her marriage failing. For a few days, Harry and I let her stay with us, where she would spend endless hours venting about her husband.

They appeared to be struggling to conceive and Kayla was obviously blaming Jamie for everything. When I went to speak to Kayla, she insisted it was entirely her husband’s responsibility.

She would be hyper-focused on our lives and try to create things that didn’t exist when she was not grumbling about her husband. For instance, usually every morning before heading to work, I visit the gym.

When I’m running late, I occasionally grab my work clothes so I may finish my workout, have a bath, and change into my business wear. SIL observed this for some time and would have many questions about it, including why I was bathing or why I even needed to visit the gym.

I didn’t give it much thought and would tell her how I liked keeping my weight and how I disliked visiting the office all sweaty. She would nod and lick her lips.

MIL was telling us about a friend of hers who was divorcing right at lunch. She left her friend’s spouse and grabbed half of his assets after learning about his adultery with her.

SIL stopped her abruptly to ask my husband whether he and I had signed a prenup before we were married. We paused to stare at her.

We stopped eating. She glanced at my husband expectantly as if I hadn’t even arrived.

My husband told her straightforwardly that he is not someone who minces his words as he and I both made rather good money and we felt no need for a prenup. SIL snorted and began to say that he could be blindsided any day and that cheats abound today.

Her statements offended me, therefore I asked her to clarify exactly what she meant. SIL then began to remark how I was obviously meeting someone as I was usually carrying change of clothing everywhere and that as Harry’s sister it was her obligation to warn her brother.

These were shocking remarks for me. FIL and MIL arrived right away to save her from continuing to fabricate such things and advised she shouldn’t interfere with others’ affairs.

Without missing a beat, SIL continued to emphasize how she was only trying to be there for her brother and began to joke if our son Nate was indeed Harry’s son since he didn’t quite look like him. I swear I watched the redness of wrath on my husband’s face.

In my life, I never had seen him this enraged. Looking Kayla squarely in the eye, he informed her that she was not a mother yet as she did not deserve to be one and that her child would be better off in Paradise than with someone like her.

Kayla’s lips hung in stunned disbelief. MIL and FIL simply watched silently as my husband left Kayla complaining about her being a shameless person trying to ruin everything since her life had nothing to offer.

She was merely a loser, he informed her, doing nothing all day while her husband worked non-stop. He kept saying that since she was plainly projecting, she should focus on her own marriage instead of pointing fingers at me and asking about prenups.

Reduced to tears, Kayla began to wail expecting comfort. She turned to Jamie seated just next to her, but he never spoke.

My husband never has this kind of mental collapse. She eventually got up from her chair and dashed into the toilet.

My husband was boiling over. I stroked his hand and MIL arrived to cool him down, understanding just how annoying she could be.

I nodded as he apologized for what his sister had said about our son. Having taken enough from Kayla over the years, I was somewhat relieved that my husband stood up for me so publicly.

He apologized to Jamie but totally ignored Kayla once he cooled off. That day following lunch, we returned to no interaction with Kayla.

Her actions were impacting my husband in addition to me. We simply barred her from everything so she could get in touch with us.

After lunch, MIL and FIL spoke with us and decided Kayla had gone too far this time. They could see how their usually quiet son had gone wild after Kayla had persisted in pushing him.

We last spoke with her a year ago and everything has been running without problems.

A Bitter Celebration

Two months ago, I discovered what I was expecting. Given our lack of effort, this was quite unexpected.

To welcome another family member makes my spouse and me blessed. We decided to let everyone know on my husband’s birthday since we were waiting for the proper moment to do so.

Wanting to honor Harry, MIL and FIL were throwing a great celebration in their lawn. Invited were our close friends and relatives.

SIL chose to show her face after hearing about this from others. When we saw her, my husband and I staggered.

Coming to hug Harry, SIL told him how much she had missed him and how sorry she was for their last talk. Taking my hand, my spouse advised his sister to be apologetic to me because she had pointed fingers at my character.

SIL nodded, looked at me, then apologized. She informed me how she had been attending therapy for the previous few months and came to see how inappropriate it was for her to treat me like that.

Though I disagreed with everything she said, I nodded as I wanted to be polite to her in front of everyone since this was a gathering for my husband. MIL and FIL checked in on us and informed us that should we feel uncomfortable, they would kick her out as they had no knowledge she would be arriving.

Harry however insisted on not creating a scene, hence we decided to leave this go. It seems strange as SIL was laughing and socializing with everyone during the celebration.

She mentioned visiting a therapist, so I wanted to provide her the benefit of the doubt even though she appeared overly optimistic, completely not her nature. Harry spoke movingly about how he thought he was the luckiest man on Earth, appreciative of yet another year spent with a lady like me.

When it came time to cut the cake, his remarks made me flush with delight as we were when we first started dating all those years ago. I couldn’t help but value the fact that my husband and I were still intensely in love.

Then Harry and I made the decision to let everyone know some fantastic news. Grinning, we said we were having a baby and everyone paused to consider before yelling in delight.

My mother rushed up to hug me and started to cry as FIL saluted Harry and myself. Tears streamed down his face.

Everyone was eager to know whether we had chosen baby names and was clearly delighted for us. SIL was the one sore thumb that caught out.

She seemed stunned. Her mood changed and she simply turned away from us appearing irritated.

So I assumed maybe she was processing things slowly. Though I was a little concerned thinking she would ruin yet another party for us, I was sidetracked with other individuals approaching to chat.

I got up to assist my in-laws carry lunch, but Rick and my parents begged me to stay seated telling me I should not even move at this point. SIL approached me beaming as I was calmly waiting for my husband to bring me a meal.

Lively saying that she personally wanted to offer me dinner since she was so excited about my pregnancy, she handed me a dish. She even said as she passed me the plate about how she wanted to make it up to me for all the times she had been nasty to me in the past.

I nodded and politely approved. She then turned to go.

The Poisoned Plate

I was ready to start digging when I fortunately found she had put shrimp on my dish. I know I am quite allergic to shrimp, hence I was surprised SIL even brought me this.

Disappointed, I shook my head and got up to get my own lunch. Jamie approached me at that point to wish well on my pregnancy.

After a little conversation, he asked me why I hadn’t been eating. Jamie reassured me not to worry and removed the dish from my hands after I pointed out how SIL had served me shrimp, probably by error.

Since he enjoyed eating shrimp, he told me he could have this dish. I could buy a fresh plate for myself.

I nodded, grinned, then turned aside. Jamie began to puke and wretch across this dish 5 minutes later.

Not even five, concerned everyone stopped eating and watched him stagger to get out of his seat. Concerned Harry and Kayla hurried towards him.

Jamie gestured at his plate then at his throat. Our eyes grew wide with amazement as we realized what he had eaten definitely made something wrong with him evident.

Jamie passed out then everyone gasped in amazement and worry. Kayla hurried over to examine his dish and her eyes grew shocked.

She turned to stare at me and inquired whether I had handed her husband my plate. I nodded.

Someone called for an ambulance amid the tumult and he was hurried to the hospital. Through all of this Kayla was sobbing non-stop and was staring angrily at me.

Jamie had been poisoned, we were told later on. Knowing that the plate belonged originally to me, I nearly passed out upon hearing this.

Jamie consumed may have poisoned my baby and me. Not yet known to Harry, MIL, FIL, or my parents is this since nobody knew what was in the food he consumed that had caused him to faint in this manner.

The police were summoned to get evidence from it. Jamie is still in recovery in the hospital while I’m typing this.

Kayla stayed with him overnight. Relatives calling to find out what happened to Jamie and who might have poisoned him have my husband and I fielding calls.

What has transpired shakes MIL and FIL. They are sleeping over at our house since they are terrified to return back to their house.

Nobody knows what happened abruptly while everything was going so nicely. Tell everyone that the plate originally belonged to me and how Kayla had come and presented it to me makes me terribly afraid.

Should this evolve into an inquiry, I will have to tell the cops the truth. Though most importantly I am now rather concerned about what my SIL could do to me.

I feel quite awful about what has transpired. I don’t want to be around her nor can I bring my kids anywhere close to her as she obviously has no restraints about trying to poison me.

I feel bad about handing Jamie my meal and maybe contaminating my bill.