At Our Baby Shower, My MIL Announced She’d Name Our Baby – So I Let Her, on the Condition That She’ll Never Forget

Pregnancy didn’t bring out the soft side—it brought out the worst in my mother-in-law, Diane. Perfect hair, diamonds, a voice sweet enough to cut. She once whispered, “He was mine first.” I laughed. I shouldn’t have.

At my baby shower, everything felt calm—until Diane tapped her champagne glass.

“His name will be Clifford,” she announced, ignoring me. “After my first love. The most wonderful man I’ve ever known.”

Matt froze. Guests stiffened. I felt my baby kick in protest.

“Oh, stop!” Diane added. “Clifford is classic. Amy, your taste has never been elegant—you named your dog Thumper.”

My day. My baby. Hijacked.