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Let's crack on with today's first story. Now today's first story comes from significant whales, who says

am I the asshole, not keeping my mother in the loop and depriving her of a grandchild. I female 26, am

four months pregnant with mine and my husband's male 29 first children. We are having twins. We are both incredibly excited,

but it is quite a high risk pregnancy, so I've been taking it easy and we're trying to keep

the information to ourselves until we know that I am and the babies are out of the woods.

When I found out that I was pregnant, I put together a little gift box to give to my husband and surprise him with the news. I put some of the woods. When I found out that I was pregnant, I put together a little gift box to give to my husband

and surprise him with the news.

I put silly little things in the box like a world's best dad mug, a baby grow and a baby

book to track all the firsts.

At the time I did not know that I was having twins, so there was just one of everything

in the box. The plan was that I would gift my husband so there was just one of everything in the box.

The plan was that I would gift my husband the box when he arrived home from work and tell

him that we were expecting.

Everything went off without a hitch and my husband was beside himself.

We had been trying for a while and it was obviously quite an exciting moment.

The next day my mom, Female 52, was visiting and snooped in my husband's home office

under the guise of going to the bathroom while I was making lunch.

She saw the box in all the contents and came flying out of the office like a bat out of hell

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