Reddit Stories - Spouse SNEAKILY swapped out my CONTRACEPTIVE tablets with SUPPLEMENTS in order to conceive

Episode Date: November 2, 2025

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #relationships #marriage #deception #health #familySummary: My spouse sneakily swapped out my contraceptive tablets with supplements to conceive, causing a breach of trust and potential health risks. I am torn between feeling betrayed and wanting to start a family.Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, spouse, contraceptive, tablets, supplements, deception, trust, health, family, marriage, relationships, betrayal, conceive, breach, risks, startingfamilyBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/reddit-stories--6237355/support.

I hope you enjoy this story. Spouse sneakily swapped out my contraceptive tablets with supplements in order to conceive a child with me. I caught him boasting about it to his sibling at our celebration for announcing the pregnancy, so I made a recording. It and sent it to his wife and filed for divorce. My husband, 32M, and I, 30F, have been married for five years. We've had a solid relationship overall, but the one ongoing conflict was about having children. I have always been on the fence about kids, I'm in the middle of advancing in my career and not ready to pause for a baby yet, and wanted to focus on my career for a few more years.

My husband, on the other hand, was eager to start a family as soon as possible. We had many discussions, some more heated than others, about the timeline. I never once gave him a firm no, never, I just said I wasn't ready yet. He said he respected that, or so I thought. Because I wasn't ready for pregnancy, I've been religiously taking birth control pills since we got married. I'm super careful about it. I take my pill at the same time every day, I never skip. My husband knew I was on the pill and, up until recently, he would sometimes gently try to persuade me to stop taking it just for a while so we could try for a baby. Every time, I firmly

told him no and that I needed more time. He would back off, or at least I thought he was backing off. A couple of months ago, I got the shock of my life, I found out I was pregnant. I couldn't understand how it happened. I never missed a pill. I set an alarm on my phone, I stored them properly, I even had a backup pack in my purse. It made absolutely no sense. I went to my doctor in a panic, and even she was puzzled. She asked if I'd missed pills, been on antibiotics, or had anything that might have made the pill less effective.

The answer was no. I had done everything right. It was a real head scratcher, but in the end we just had to chalk it up to that tiny percentage of times birth control fails. It sucked, but it wasn't impossible, I guess. My husband was over the moon when I told him about the pregnancy. I was freaked out and upset at first, this was not in my plan at all. But he was so happy that I eventually started to come around.

I won't lie, I was resentful. of the situation. But I also love my husband, or I did, at that time, and I thought maybe this was just meant to be. He was being extra sweet and attentive, saying things like you'll be a great mom, I promise you'll love it and I'm so excited to start our family. His excitement was contagious. So, I agreed to keep the baby. I figured maybe the universe decided it was time, and I didn't want to dwell on the how or why too much. Fast forward to last weekend. We decided to host a little gathering for close friends and family to announce the pregnancy officially. By this point I was around 11 weeks along. We had told our parents and siblings

already, but this was like a celebratory dinner slash party at our house, with everyone toasting and congratulating us. I was still nervous deep down, my career, our finances, all of it, but seeing how happy my husband was, I tried to put on a smile and join the excitement. As the evening went on, people were drinking and having a good time. My husband had quite a few beers, so did his older brother, John 35M, fake name. I was sober, obviously, and I remember at one point during the party I noticed my husband and John had slipped off to the side porch with their drinks. They were deep in conversation and laughing about something, and I just had this weird feeling. Maybe it was the way they glanced around first, or maybe just intuition. I decided to kind of

hover nearby, out of their line of sight, to eavesdrop. My husband and his brother were talking about my pregnancy, but not in a yay, or so happy way. They were bragging. I distinctly heard John Slur, see, I told you it would work, man. Easiest trick in the book. I got closer, staying quiet. Then I heard my husband say, I can't believe she never noticed. I swapped out her birth control with those vitamin B pills and she didn't have a clue. Worked like a charm. The moment I heard swapped out her birth control, I realized what they were saying and I quietly hit the record button on my phone. But I managed to capture the rest of their conversation on video, well, audio, since I was just pointing the phone camera at the ground from behind the door. I felt like the floor fell out from under

me, but I kept listening, frozen. John laughed and said something like, ha ha ha yeah, that's how I got, His wife's name, pregnant too. You just got to do it on the sly. Women are all talk until it actually happens, then they get on board. My husband was laughing and kept going, bro, you're a genius. I mean, she was so careful with those pills, but the ones you gave me matched so well, she didn't notice a thing. Now we're going to have a baby and she thinks it just happened even though she was on birth control.

I convinced her it was a sign. They clink their beer bottles together, like they just accomplished something amazing. John said, we did our wives a favor, honestly. They'll thank us one day. And my husband goes, I know, right? I can't wait to be a dad. I mean, I wish she was more excited, but I know she'll come around once the baby's here. Then they started talking about something else.

I think one of them made a joke about picking baby names. I was pretty much seeing red at this point. Somehow, I managed to act like everything was fine for a little while longer. I didn't confront him immediately in front of all our guests. I didn't want to cause a massive scene at that moment, and honestly I was in shock and needed time to process. But as soon as the last person left and we were alone, I blew up. I basically went off on him as soon as we were alone in the kitchen. I said something like, care to explain why I heard you telling John

you swapped out my birth control for vitamins? The look on his face was an absolute dear and headlights moment. First, he tried to play dumb, what are you talking about? I cut that off real quick by hitting play on the recording on my phone. He listened to his own drunken voice essentially confessing, and he turned white as a sheet. Then he stammered something like, babe, that was just a joke. We were drunk and talking crap. I would never actually do that to you. I was absolutely livid. I told him to stop lying. I said I was not an idiot, and I literally had proof in my hand. I asked him, pretty much, what the actual fuck made him think any of this was okay and if he had any idea how massively he violated my trust and my body. He kept trying to

insist it was just guy talk in a prank and that he never actually swapped anything. But he couldn't even look me in the eye. I went and grabbed my pill packet from the bathroom drawer and told him we were going to get it tested, because if what he was saying was true, then the pills should be real, right? At that point, he finally dropped the act and started crying and apologizing. He was bawling, saying stuff like I'm so sorry, I just wanted a baby so bad. I didn't know how else to convince you. I thought once you were pregnant you'd be happy. I only did it because I love you so much and I wanted us to be a family. It was honestly pathetic. I was crying too, out of pure rage and hurt. I told him he had destroyed every ounce of trust one had in him.

This wasn't a little oops or an honest mistake, this was premeditated, literally planned out with his brother's help. Oh, you bet I told him I heard the part about it being John's idea and that John did the same thing to his own wife. He didn't even try to deny that either. At some point in all of this, I just went numb. I quietly told him I'm leaving. He kept crying and begging me not to, saying we could work this out, that he'd do anything to make it right. He actually had the gall to say, but we're having a baby, don't you want us to stay together for our family? That one really got me. I told him this pregnancy might have been the result of his sick scheme, but I had zero intention of remaining his wife or raising a child with him after what he did. I told him to

consider our marriage over. Then I walked out. Thankfully, my parents live only about 20 minutes away. I drove straight to their place at like midnight, showed up on their doorstep sobbing with my suitcase. I had hurriedly thrown some essentials in a bag before I left. They were shocked, but when I told them what happened, they were 100% supportive and just as furious as I was. I'm now staying in their guest room. The very next day, I started taking action. First thing in the morning, I made calls, I contacted a divorce attorney and I also called the police to report what happened. I wasn't even sure at first what to report it as, tampering with medication. Reproductive coercion. Fraud? All I knew was that it had to be illegal. They had me come into the station,

and I gave them a full statement and played the recording. They had me turn over my pill packet as evidence. As of now, there's an open criminal investigation against my husband and also my brother-in-law. That's right, I made sure to mention John's involvement and how he basically coached my husband on how to pull this off, and admitted to doing it to his own wife. The police said this likely falls under some form of fraud and maybe domestic abuse. My lawyer later also mentioned fertility fraud or medical tampering could be relevant terms. Honestly, I don't care what they call it legally, to me it's a blatant betrayal. Side note, John, brother-in-law, is actually a licensed pharmacist.

So if you really provided the lookalike pills and helped scheme this, he's in deep shit. I gave his name and workplace to the police as well. I also reached out to my sister-in-law, John's wife, to tell her what I found out. She had no idea her own husband had done the same thing to her. Apparently she thought her second baby was a random miracle because she was a random miracle because she was on the pill then, too. Yeah, now she knows it wasn't a miracle at all. I'm pretty sure her world is as blown apart as mine right now.

From what I hear, she took their kids and went to stay with her parents. Good for her. I have not spoken to my husband since I walked out, except through lawyers. He blew up my phone with texts and calls for the first couple of days. I didn't respond to any of it. I've since blocked him. All communication regarding the divorce or the pregnancy is now going through my attorney. Frankly, I have nothing to say to him unless it's in a courtroom.

So yeah, I've filed for divorce. My lawyer helped me file on grounds of marital fraud and what essentially amounts to reproductive coercion. We're also looking into a civil lawsuit for emotional distress and potentially other damages. Honestly, I feel like my whole life was just upended in the most cruel way. As for the pregnancy itself, I'm left in a really messed up situation. I was just starting to come to terms with becoming a mom when I thought this was an accident. Now that I know it was a result of betrayal and manipulation, I have so many mixed feelings.

Part of me doesn't even know if I want to continue this pregnancy anymore. Like, how do I handle the fact that this baby was basically forced on me by the person who was supposed to love and respect me? I haven't made any firm decisions on that front yet. I'm still in shock in trying to wrap my head around everything. One more thing I'll add, my in-laws, my husband's parents, have already tried to mediate, which was infuriating. His mom called me basically to say I should think of the baby and not ruin her son's life

over a misunderstanding. I flat out told her this was no misunderstanding, it was a felony and a complete breach of my trust and body. She kept saying stuff like he just wanted a baby, he was desperate. men do stupid things when they're desperate and maybe you should forgive him now that you're pregnant. You too need to stick together for the child. I told her to mind her own business and hung up. I guess I'll stop here for now.

I'm exhausted and shattered, to be honest. I don't know what's going to happen next. I've lawyered up, involved the cops, and I'm preparing to become a single mom if I even continue with this pregnancy. My, soon-to-be ex, husband is pleading for forgiveness one minute and threatening to fight me for custody the next. Anyway, I needed to get this all out. I know this is beyond the pale, but I have to ask, am I the asshole for how I'm handling this?

For leaving him immediately and involving the law. Some of his people are making me feel like I've blown up my marriage over something that could have been talked out, which sounds insane to me. I feel completely justified, but I could use an answer. outside reality check on this. Update 1, one month later. Hi everyone. It's been about a month since my original post and a lot has happened, so I wanted to come back and share an update. First off, I was blown away by the response and support I got. I didn't get a chance to reply to everyone, but I did read the comments and messages. It was both comforting to see that basically

everyone agreed I wasn't overreacting. So thank you for that. I really needed that validation because, wow, my ex and his family have been doubling down on making me out to be the bad guy. Now onto the main updates. Probably the biggest decision I've made, I am not going to keep the baby. After everything that happened, I did some serious soul-searching and got some counseling too. I realized that I'm just not in a place to be a mother right now, especially not as a single mom dealing with trauma from this.

I did consider terminating the pregnancy, to be honest. However, due to some pre-existing uterine health issues I have, my doctors strongly advised against trying to abort. They warned me it could be dangerous for me physically and might even jeopardize my ability to have kids in the future, if I ever want to, I'm not sure right now. So, I've made the difficult decision to go through with the pregnancy and then place the baby for adoption. I've already connected with an adoption agency and started the administration and started the initial steps. I'm leaning toward a closed adoption for my own emotional well-being, but I'll see what options the agency presents. Right now, I'm just focusing on staying healthy

during the pregnancy and making sure the baby will go to a loving home afterward. This wasn't a decision I took lightly at all. It breaks my heart because under normal circumstances I might feel differently about an unexpected pregnancy, but given the way this child was conceived through deception, I just don't have it in me. I'm angry and traumatized, and I'm honestly afraid I would resent the baby if I tried to raise it, given everything that happened. That wouldn't be fair to the child. I also don't want to be tied to my ex-husband for life through a child after what he did. I truly believe the baby will have a better life with parents who actually want and are ready for a child, rather than with me in this situation. Of course, my ex is not okay with this plan.

He's basically fighting me at every turn. He's been telling anyone who will listen that I'm stealing his baby and that I have no right to give his child away. Through his lawyer, he's made it clear he intends to go for full custody as soon as the baby is born, if I don't agree to raise the child with him or hand it over to him. Not that I would ever in a million years hand an infant over to him after what he did, my lawyer and I are already working on a strategy to ensure he doesn't get custody. Honestly, I do not want this man anywhere near the child. In my view, he forfeited his right to be a father the moment he decided to secretly violate my consent.

I know courts can be a bit tricky with parental rights, but we're compiling evidence to show he's unfit, the recorded confession, the fact that he's facing criminal charges for basically baby trapping me, and testimony from my doctors about my mental and emotional state due to his actions. Thankfully, the law is somewhat on my side here given the egregious circumstances, but nothing's guaranteed until the judge signs off. On that note, some karma already came knocking in a related way, remember my brother-in-law John? Well, his wife, my sister-in-law, moved out with their kids immediately after she found out what he did.

She's already filed for divorce, and she went to court to get emergency custody of their two little ones. From what I've heard, through family gossip and from her directly, since we've been in touch a bit, the judge granted her full temporary custody and John has basically zero visitation rights at the moment. Apparently, the court took into account the deception and breach of trust on his part as a serious concern, not to mention he's under investigation for assisting in what happened to me. So yeah, John is facing the consequences. He might even lose his pharmacist license over this if the investigation confirms he provided prescription meds for this scheme. I'm not sure, but it's looking grim for him, rightfully so. As for my ex, we've had a couple of preliminary

court hearings, related to the divorce and a restraining order I got against him, and also the criminal case's early stages. He has been absolutely disgusting in his behavior. In the criminal hearing, he showed zero remorse. His lawyer actually tried to argue that it was just a marital disagreement and that I was overreacting by involving law enforcement. My ex stood there looking annoyed and inconvenienced, like I'm the one who wronged him. It made my blood boil. In our divorce case, he's pushing hard to paint himself as a devoted father to be.

He literally told the judge that I'm unstable and trying to murder his baby, because I initially considered abortion, I guess. He's throwing every bit of mud he can, which is just so ironic given that none of this would be happening if it weren't for his own actions. Seeing his attitude has only strengthened my resolve to make sure he faces consequences. I cannot wait for the day this man is officially held accountable. Part of me was worried I might weaken or feel sorry for him at some point. Pregnancy hormones make emotions wild, but after witnessing his sheer audacity and lack of remorse, I'm more determined than ever to see this through.

Speaking of audacity, my in-laws, ex-says' parents, have unsurprisingly circled the wagons around their precious sons. From their perspective, John and my ex just made some mistakes out of love. They've been making all kinds of excuses, like the boys were just desperate to be fathers and any grandmother would be thrilled. Why aren't you? It's sickening. I've limited contact with them completely. Actually, after my soon-to-be ex's mom tried to guilt-trip me on the phone that time, I blocked her too. My family has also been shielding me from their nonsense. Apparently, my ex's parents are helping fund his legal fight for custody, which figures. They even tried to reach out through a friend to pass me a message basically saying I should drop the charges

and let him have custody and everyone can move on. Yeah, not happening, on a personal note, I'm doing okay, all things considered. I started seeing a therapist who specializes in trauma because, well, this whole thing is a lot. It's helping me sort through the anger and anxiety. My parents have been amazing, and so have my close friends. I've kind of built a little bubble of support around myself, which I really need to get through the coming months. Honestly, some days are hard. Being pregnant under these circumstances is emotionally weird.

I feel the baby's starting to move and I have moments of sadness and guilt that I can't keep it. But I know I'm making the right choice for myself and for this baby's future. I have court dates coming up and there's still a fight ahead regarding the custody-slash-adoption issue, but seeing how things went in John's case, I'm optimistic. If a judge could see through John's nonsense and prioritize the kids' well-being there, I'm hopeful they'll do the same for my baby and me. My goal is to have my ex's parental rights terminated on grounds of what he did, which would allow me to proceed with an adoption without his consent.

It's sad that it has to come to this, but he brought it on himself. So that's where things stand after a month. It's been a hell of a ride, but I'm hanging in there. I really appreciate all the support from the internet strangers who offered advice and kind words. I'll update again when there's more news. Hopefully next time I'll have this mess closer to resolved. Update 2. Final Update. Hey everyone.

It's been a little while since my last update, a few more months have passed. I have what should be the final update to this saga, and it's a mix of relief and sadness. First, the legal side of things, my divorce is almost finalized now. It's basically just paperwork left at this point. The major agreements have been settled, not that there was much to settle since we didn't share property or kids yet. The big news is that the criminal case against my ex went through, and he ended up accepting a plea deal.

He pleaded guilty to some charges, I believe it was fraud and tampering, as well as a lesser charge related to domestic interference. The judge sentenced him to three months in county jail, plus a couple years of probation after that. He's also been ordered to pay a hefty fine and restitution, which will go towards my legal bills and therapy costs, apparently. It's not a super long sentence, but I'm okay with it. The conviction is on his record and that means the world to me, it's official that what he did was a crime. As for John, the brother-in-law, he also got hit with charges. His situation is still ongoing, but I I hear he's likely going to lose his pharmacist license and might serve some time as well,

especially since his case involves both what he did to his wife and his role in my case. His soon-to-be ex-wife has full custody of their kids now, and from what she told me recently, he's basically only allowed supervised visitation at most, if any. So yeah, both of those guys are facing the music. Now on to the personal and tragic, part, I unfortunately lost the baby. About two weeks ago, I suffered a miscarriage. I was roughly five months pregnant at that point, well into my second trimester. It happened very suddenly.

Without going into too much graphic detail, I had been under immense stress and also not sleeping well. One afternoon I got dizzy while alone at home, and I ended up taking a hard fall in the kitchen. I fell pretty badly and had to be rushed to the hospital. Despite the doctor's efforts, I miscarriage. It was devastating, even though I had planned to give the baby up, I wouldn't wish that experience on anyone. Physically, I had to stay in the hospital for a couple days, but I'm recovered now. My parents and a couple close friends were by my side through the ordeal, which I'm so grateful for. As for my ex's family, they've been smart enough to leave me alone about this, at least directly.

I did hear through the grapevine that my former mother-in-law is accusing me of not taking good care of myself and implying I somehow caused it by stressing everyone out. I can't say I'm surprised by the lack of empathy there. Either way, none of them have reached out to me personally, which is for the best. My ex's reaction to the miscarriage was, to put it mildly, appalling. Apparently, he told his lawyer and tried to tell the court that I must have done it on purpose, basically accusing me of somehow intentionally causing the miscarriage to spite him. This is absolutely untrue and just insane.

Losing the baby was traumatic for me too. The last thing I'd ever do is deliberately hurt myself or a child. The audacity of him to even suggest it left me speechless. However, his outburst completely backfired on him. The judge in our case was not amused by his baseless and cruel accusation. In fact, I think it influenced the judge's decisions regarding the plea deal and the sentencing. My ex was skating on thin ice and that stunt removed any. residual sympathy anyone might have had for him. I've also been told it could impact any future

family court dealings, like if he ever tries to sue for anything related to the baby, not that there is a baby now. Basically, he shot himself in the foot by being a jerk. With the miscarriage, the custody-slash-adoption battle effectively ended. There is no baby to fight over anymore. As harsh as it sounds, that actually simplified a lot of things legally. We no longer have to hash. We no longer have to hash, it out in family court about terminating parental rights or adoption, because nature took its course. I have really mixed feelings saying this, but part of me feels like this was a grim sort of relief. Like the universe made the decision so neither I nor my ex would have to keep battling over this poor child. Don't get me wrong, I am heartbroken and I cried for days

after the miscarriage. But there's also a sense that maybe it was for the best, given the absolute mess that would have awaited the baby if it had been born into this situation. I don't know. It's something I'll probably wrestle with in therapy for a long time. So that's basically the end of this saga. My ex will be serving his jail time, I think he starts in a week or so to do his three months. The divorce decree will be finalized shortly, and I will legally and officially be free of him. I plan to also move out of my parents' house soon and get my own place again, now that I won't have the complications of pregnancy or a newborn. I'm going to focus on my healing and eventually get back to my career plans that were rudely interrupted.

I know this was a long, wild story, definitely not the way I envisioned my life going, but I'm grateful I found out the truth and got out when I did. Thank you to everyone who read and offered support along the way. I'm hoping this is the last time I ever have to post about this, because I'm ready to close this horrible chapter and move forward.