As Misha and Jerry cut the cake at their gender reveal party, they find a black sponge where pink or blue should be. After the couple recovers from their shock, they finally understand why Jerry’s mother did what she did, as absurd as it is…

This was supposed to be one of the happiest moments of our lives.

After two years of trying, countless doctor visits, and more tears than I care to count, we were finally pregnant.

I felt like after all our pain, the stars had finally aligned, and we were on our way to our happily ever after.

“This is our moment, my love,” Jerry, my husband, told me. “We’re finally going to be happy, and our family will be complete.”

“I know,” I agreed. “I can’t wait until the little one is here and ready to wreck their chaos on the world!”

Jerry and I wanted to make the announcement special, so we thought that a big gender-reveal party felt perfect. We invited both sides of the family, hired a local bakery for the cake, and left the ultrasound results with Jerry’s mom, Nancy.

“I’ll take care of everything, Misha,” she said. “Don’t worry about a thing. I’ll sort the cake out and get a special present for my grandbaby! I hope the baby is a girl! I just want to be a girl-grandmother and spoil the heck out of her.”

When Nancy offered to take care of everything cake-related, we trusted her to keep the secret. And if I’m being honest, it felt good to let her be involved.

Nancy had been desperate to feel included ever since we shared our pregnancy news.