I’m 13 weeks pregnant. We’ve told everyone and have been sharing the name we selected. Here are a few responses we’ve gotten/heard about:

Husband’s grandma to husband’s mom: “They picked some weird name that starts with an M.”

My grandma: “Well, it’s going to be misspelled and mispronounced often.” Ok, maybe occasionally…

My aunt: “Oh! Wow! How did y’all come up with that name?”

It’s Margot, which is a traditional French name (we are in the US). If it were Margeaux, sure, I could understand. But Margot?! The middle name we’ve picked is also classic and spelled the original way as well (coincidentally another French name).

I totally get why parents-to-be do not share their baby’s names until after they are born. Next time around we will go that route!

Edit: wasn’t expecting this to get so much traction lol.

Thanks to all the people who were kind here. Some people have been not so nice, and frankly, I’m just tired lol. I’m just going to start blocking people, I guess. Life is too short for so much vitriol and I’m not about to get all worked up while pregnant. Thanks especially to the Margot/Margo/Margaux/Margeaux’s out there (and their parents) who shared their experiences with the name. I have loved hearing about each and every one!

I'm curious to know, what's that one game for you? The game you could play every single day and never get bored. Because I need to try new games

My birthday was yesterday and my husband invited his best friend Matt and his best friends pregnant girlfriend Jane out for a BBQ. They live 2 houses down from us. It was only us, our 3 children and them here (and their 3 kids). I spent about $90 on hamburger and hotdogs. Matt also showed up with 2lbs of hamburger. While the guys cooked, I went swimming with all the kids in our pond. Jane sat near the guys on her phone.

Around 5:30ish the guys called the kids up for food. Me and my middle child (9) weren't hungry yet so we kept swimming. We spent a good 40+ extra minutes in the pond on our tubes. I wasn't paying any attention to anything that was going on near the grill. Around 6:15ish is when my husband said that he was going to make a store run for beer, so I tell my son that we should probably go eat now. My husband and Matt are gone by the time we get up to the grill, so is Jane. Well, we get up to the grill and all the food is gone. Literally everything. I call my husband and ask him where all the food is and he said that it should be on the grill. I tell him that everything is gone. There was a long pause before he goes "Jane asked if she could take some for leftovers but I didn't think she would take all of it". He then tells me there was at least 8 burgers and 10 hotdogs left, as well as macaroni salad when he left for the store 10 minutes prior. I tell him to call Matt and see where tf all the food is. He does. He then calls me back and says that Matt claims Jane only took "a few" and that they had already been eaten. But my oldest son (13) straight up tells me he saw Jane walk off our property carrying the entire dish (one of those extra large tin foil BBQ dishes).

Anyways, I'm pissed at this point. Me and my son hadn't eaten anything. My husband is also pissed but he just grabbed me and my son something from the store instead of making a huge fuss. I don't really blame him (him and Matt work together so it is what it is). But anyways, much to my surprise, Jane and her kids come back over 45 minutes later and ask if they can have some of my cake. I tell Jane that her kids can but she can't. She asks why and I said "I'm pretty sure you've eaten plenty considering you took off with my entire BBQ dinner before me and my son could eat anything". She tried arguing that my husband told her she could have it, that "half of it was hers" (cause they brought 2lbs of hamburger meat) and that she "didn't realize" me and my kid hadn't eaten (she was beside the grill the entire time). I just shrugged my shoulders and walk away. She tells her kids to "let's go" and they leave without cake. Now I'm feeling like I may be the asshole. No one has said anything but I know there's tension.

My son,Angel is autistic and nonverbal. His also 7 years old.

This whole situation happened last week and my husband family are still saying we(specifically me) are the assholes, just asking for judgment.

My husband brother Carl and sil,Amber (the one in the title) hosted a small get together, while me and my husband Russel were outside the kids were inside. At one point i went inside to get more beer and that’s when I heard something break going to investigate I found out Angel had tripped and made a vase fall. Amber walked in at the same moment and before I could apologize or offer to pay for it like I would have, she started screaming at Angel calling all sorts of names.

He was already flustered from breaking the vase and the yelling made it worse. He started crying and having a panic attack, I went to comfort him and telling amber to shut up and I was going to pay for the damn vase. She got pissed and mumbled some ableist thing about angel(I’m sure you can guess) that’s when I got pissed and slapped her(it wasn’t hard she didn’t fall just had tears) I told her to never talk about my son that way.

She started screaming louder and that’s when everyone came to see what was going on, amber told Carl about what I did. I told them what she had said about angel but they didn’t care and called me names for slapping a “vulnerable woman” and told me to get out. I gladly went taking my other kids, my husband was on my side the whole time.

Carl said that until we apologized we aren’t welcome and my husband said he’d have to wait forever to get an apology.

We haven’t talked to them since but Russle parents and other family members(not Carl and amber) have messaged us saying we’re the assholes and should apologize to what we did to amber.

Aita?