My Husband Refused to Replace Our Broken Vacuum and Said I Should Sweep Since I’m ‘Just on Maternity Leave’ — So I Taught Him a Lesson He’ll Never Forget

When our vacuum broke, my husband said I should just sweep because I’m “home all day anyway.” So I grabbed our newborn and a broken broom and showed up at his office to remind him exactly what that really looks like.

I’m 30. I just had my first baby, a sweet little girl named Lila. She’s 9 weeks old, and yeah—she’s perfect. But also? She’s chaos. She screams like she’s in a horror movie. Hates naps. Hates being put down. Basically lives in my arms.

A fussy baby in his mother's arms | Source: Pexels

A fussy baby in his mother’s arms | Source: Pexels

I’m on unpaid maternity leave, which sounds relaxing until you realize it means I’m working a 24/7 shift with no help, no breaks, and no paycheck.

I’m also handling the house. And the laundry. And the meals. And the litter boxes. We have two cats, both of whom shed like it’s their full-time job.

A tired woman sitting on a couch | Source: Pexels

A tired woman sitting on a couch | Source: Pexels

My husband Mason is 34. He works in finance. Used to be sweet. When I was pregnant, he made me tea and rubbed my feet. Now? I’m not sure he sees me. I’m the woman who hands him the baby so he can say “she’s fussy” and give her back five seconds later.

Last week, the vacuum died. Which, in a house with two cats and beige carpet, is like losing oxygen.

A woman vacuuming | Source: Pexels

A woman vacuuming | Source: Pexels

“Hey,” I told Mason while he was playing Xbox. “The vacuum finally kicked it. I found a decent one on sale. Can you grab it this week?”

He didn’t even look up. Just paused his game and said, “Why? Just use a broom.”

I blinked. “Seriously?”

He nodded. “Yeah. My mom didn’t have a vacuum when we were kids. She raised five of us with a broom. You’ve got one. And you’re home all day.”

A man lounging on the couch | Source: Pexels

A man lounging on the couch | Source: Pexels

I stared at him.

“You’re not joking,” I said.

“Nope.” He smirked. “She didn’t complain.”

I let out this weird laugh. Half choking, half dying inside.

“Did your mom also carry a screaming baby around while sweeping with one arm?” I asked.

He shrugged. “Probably. She got it done. Women were tougher back then.”

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A man arguing with his wife | Source: Pexels

I took a breath. Tried to keep calm. “You do know the baby’s crawling soon, right? She’s going to have her face in this carpet.”

Another shrug. “The place isn’t that bad.”

I looked around. There were literal cat tumbleweeds in the corner.

“And anyway,” he added, “I don’t have spare money right now. I’m saving for the yacht trip next month. With the guys.”

“You’re saving for what?”

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A man turning away from his wife | Source: Pexels

“The boat weekend. I told you. I need the break. I’m the one bringing in income right now. It’s exhausting.”

That’s when I stopped talking. Because what was I going to say?

“You haven’t changed a diaper in days?” “You nap while I pump milk at 3 a.m.?” “You think scrubbing spit-up off a onesie is relaxing?”

I didn’t say any of it. I just nodded.

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A sad woman sitting on the couch | Source: Pexels

Apparently, child-rearing is a spa retreat now, and the woman doing it doesn’t deserve a working vacuum. That night, after Lila finally fell asleep on my chest, I didn’t cry. I didn’t yell.

I just sat in the hallway. The light was off, but the dim glow from the nightlight hit the baby monitor just right. It was quiet. Too quiet.

I looked at the broken vacuum. Then I looked at the broom.

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A crying woman | Source: Pexels

I got up. Took the broom in both hands. Snapped it clean in half.

The next morning, while Mason was at work, I texted him.

“Busy day at the office?”

“Yeah. Back-to-backs. Why?”

“Oh. No reason. I’m just on my way.”

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A woman talking on her phone at home | Source: Pexels

I packed Lila into the car, still red-faced from her morning meltdown. I tossed the broken broom in the back.

And I drove.

I pulled into the parking lot of Mason’s office with Lila screaming in the back like I’d strapped her into a rocket seat instead of a car seat. She’d just blown out her diaper on the drive, and she wasn’t shy about letting me know how she felt about it.

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A baby crying | Source: Pexels

Perfect.

I wiped spit-up off my shirt, threw a burp cloth over my shoulder, hoisted the broken broom, and unbuckled the baby.

“Alright, Lila,” I muttered. “Let’s go say hi to Daddy.”

His office building was all glass and steel and fake smiles. I walked in with a red-faced baby in one arm and a jagged broom handle in the other.

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A woman holding a baby | Source: Pexels

The receptionist blinked twice when she saw us.

“Can I help—?”

“I’m Mason Carter’s wife,” I said, smiling widely. “He left something important at home.”

“Oh. Um. Sure. He’s in a meeting, but you can go back.”

I walked past her desk like I owned the place.

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A kind woman holding a baby | Source: Pexels

Lila started wailing again just as I turned the corner into the conference room. There he was. Mason. Sitting at a long glass table with four coworkers, laughing about something on a spreadsheet like he didn’t have a wife slowly unraveling at home.

He looked up. His face went white.

“Babe—what are you doing here?” he said, standing up fast.

I walked straight in and laid the two snapped broom pieces gently on the table in front of him.

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A shocked man | Source: Pexels

“Honey,” I said, shifting Lila on my hip, “I tried using the broom like your mom did with her five kids. But it broke. Again.”

The room went silent. Someone coughed. One guy just stared at his laptop like it was suddenly the most interesting thing he’d ever seen.

I looked around the room and kept going.

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A woman cuddling a sleeping baby | Source: Pexels

“So,” I said calmly, “should I keep sweeping the carpet with my hands while holding your daughter? Or are you going to buy a new vacuum?”

Mason looked like he might actually faint. His eyes darted between me, the broom, and his coworkers. His jaw opened and closed like he couldn’t decide which disaster to address first.

“Can we talk outside?” he said, his voice sharp and low, already standing.

“Of course,” I said with a smile.

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A tired man looking at the camera | Source: Pexels

He yanked the door closed behind us hard enough that the glass shook.

“What the hell was that?” he hissed. His face was bright red now, all his calm corporate charm gone.

“That was me being resourceful,” I said. “Like your mom.”

“You embarrassed me!” he snapped, glancing over his shoulder toward the conference room. “That was a client pitch. My boss was in there.”

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An angry businessman | Source: Pexels

“Oh, sorry,” I said, cocking my head. “I thought you said this was all part of the job. Housewife stuff. What’s the issue? I’m just doing what you said.”

He ran a hand over his face, frustrated. “I get it, okay? I messed up. I’ll get the vacuum today.”

“No need,” I said. “I already ordered one. With your card.”

I turned and walked out, Lila still crying, broom handle still under my arm.

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A baby crying in their mother’s arms | Source: Pexels

Mason got home that night quieter than usual. He didn’t toss his shoes in the hallway. Didn’t drop his keys on the counter like usual. Didn’t even glance at the Xbox.

I was on the couch feeding Lila. The living room was dim except for the glow from a floor lamp and the soft hum of the white noise machine in the corner. He sat down across from me, hands folded like he was waiting to be called into the principal’s office.

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A serious man sitting down | Source: Pexels

“I talked to HR today,” he said.

I looked up slowly. “HR?”

He nodded, staring at the carpet like it had answers. “Yeah. About our… situation. I said we were going through an adjustment. Stress at home. Lack of sleep. You know.”

I blinked at him. “You mean, you told your job your wife embarrassed you because she’s tired and doesn’t have a vacuum?”

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A woman talking to an annoyed man | Source: Pexels

He rubbed his neck. “That’s not what I said. I just… I didn’t mean to be dismissive, okay? I’ve got a lot going on too.”

I let a beat pass. Lila made a soft grunt in her sleep.

I didn’t yell. Didn’t even raise my voice. I just looked at him and said, calm as ever, “Mason, you’re either a husband and a father, or you’re a roommate with a guilt complex. You decide.”

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A woman talking to her husband | Source: Pexels

He opened his mouth like he might argue. Then he closed it. Just nodded slowly, lips pressed together like he was swallowing something bitter.

The next morning, the yacht trip got canceled. He said the guys were “rescheduling,” but I didn’t ask questions. Pretty sure “the guys” didn’t even know it was happening.

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A man talking on his phone | Source: Pexels

That week, he vacuumed every rug in the house—twice. He looked like he was fighting a war with the dust bunnies. Didn’t say a word about it.

He changed three diapers without being asked. Took the 3 a.m. bottle shift two nights in a row, even when Lila screamed in his face like she knew he was new at it. He paced the hallway with her until she passed out on his shoulder.

A man on his laptop while holding a baby | Source: Pexels

A man on his laptop while holding a baby | Source: Pexels

He even took her for a walk Sunday morning so I could nap. Left a sticky note on the bathroom mirror that said, “Sleep. I’ve got her.”

I didn’t gloat. Didn’t say “told you so.” Didn’t bring up the office.

But the broken broom? Still sitting in the hallway, right where I left it. Just in case he forgets.

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A wooden broom | Source: Pexels

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9 Celebs Who Ditched Cosmetic Procedures and Decided to Return to a Natural Look

Many of us find flaws in our looks or want to stop the aging process. In such cases, we might turn to plastic surgery. However, these procedures don’t always guarantee that the results will be to our liking. Some celebrities have faced these problems too, and they’ve admitted to regretting going under the knife, preferring to not repeat the same mistake in the future.

1. Simon Cowell

“There was a stage where I might have gone a bit too far. I saw a picture of me from ’before’ the other day and didn’t recognize it as me, first of all,” the TV personality admitted last year. Since then, Simon Cowell vowed to never use fillers again and is trying to regain his natural looks. Cowell also confessed that he had overdone it with Botox when he tried the procedure, stating that he currently prefers more simple facials.

2. Cameron Diaz

Cameron Diaz is another Hollywood star who had Botox regrets. “It changed my face in such a weird way that I was like, ’No, I don’t want to be like that,’ — I’d rather see my face aging than a face that doesn’t belong to me at all,” the actress said. Since then, Diaz has fully embraced the natural aging process, especially her laugh lines, which, according to her, only prove that she has “smiled her whole life.”

3. Anna Faris

Unsatisfied with her thin lips, Anna Faris turned to fillers to make them look plumper. And although she never went overboard, she came to later regret the procedures, as she couldn’t go back to her original lip shape. On the other hand, the actress doesn’t regret the breast augmentation that she also had around the same time.

4. Jamie Lee Curtis

After constantly being told she had puffy eyesJamie Lee Curtis decided to go under the knife and change their look. She’s also tried Botox, but was unsatisfied with the results in both cases. Nowadays, Curtis is a huge advocate of aging gracefully and has famously said, “Why do you want to look 17 when you’re 70? I want to look 70 when I’m 70.”

5. Heidi Montag

Years ago, people were shocked to find out that Heidi Montag underwent 10 procedures in a single day. Because of so many surgeries in a very short period of time, her health also suffered. “I wish I had waited and not made a decision so young because I have long-term health complications,” she admitted years later, adding, “Plastic surgery isn’t something that should be glorified. Take it seriously.”

6. Reid Ewing

Before rising to fame as part of the cast of the successful sitcom, Modern Family, Reid Ewing felt dissatisfied with his looks and thought that changing them would help his career as well. In total, Ewing had 8 cosmetic procedures and later came to regret all of them. “I wish I could go back and undo all the surgeries. Now I can see that I was fine to begin with and didn’t need the surgeries after all.”

7. Jane Fonda

Jane Fonda opened up about getting a facelift, but also added that she’s not proud of it. The actress also decided to never undergo plastic surgery again, scared that she would end up looking “distorted.” Since then, Fonda has preferred to take care of herself in a simpler and more natural manner. “I don’t spend a lot of money on face creams or anything like that, but I stay moisturized, I sleep, I move, I stay out of the sun, and I have good friends who make me laugh,” she said.

8. Bella Hadid

Last year, the supermodel finally cleared up plastic surgery rumors when she admitted to having had a nose job when she was only 14 years old. Hadid confessed that when she was a teenager, she felt very insecure about her looks, and being the younger sister of Gigi Hadid didn’t help that. However, she now thinks she could have learned to love the nose she was born with and regrets changing it.

9. Melissa Gilbert

The Little House on the Prairie star had a breast augmentation and a nose job, as well as some Botox and fillers. But in more recent years, Gilbert decided to remove her breast implants and embrace her natural looks instead. “I had my breast implants removed, and I’m no longer doing fillers or Botox because I’m a 53-year-old woman, and I’m trying to embrace this process of aging,” she said back in 2018.

Have you ever considered plastic surgery? What do you think about these procedures?

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