Woman tosses baby's Winnie the Pooh stuffed animal that husband's mistress gave her in the trash

Tracey Folly

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events as told to me by a family member who experienced them firsthand; used with permission.

My cousin was married for ten years when she found out her husband had been cheating on her. She felt devastated. She felt like she had failed as a wife and she didn't know how she could ever trust him again. They talked about getting divorced, but in the end, they decided to try to work things out.

It was hard for her to forgive him, but she loved him and she didn't want their family to fall apart. It took a long time, but eventually, she was able to forgive him and they're still together today.

My cousin had married a man with a reputation for being a womanizer, and he constantly lived up to that name. Her husband did home repairs for many of his lady friends, at no charge, of course.

At first, my cousin was unaware of what was going on. She knew her husband spent much of his time helping these other women, but she did not know he was engaged in romantic affairs with many of them. She learned that the hard way.

When my cousin's husband painted a woman's house and wouldn't accept monetary payment, the woman stopped by my cousin's house for a chat. She told my cousin how kind her husband was, especially because he did all her home repair and renovation work for free.

Since he wouldn't accept anything from her in exchange for his work, the woman went to the store and bought a massive four-foot tall stuffed Winnie the Pooh stuffed animal for my cousin's baby. She presented it to my cousin. "For your little girl," she said. "Think of it as my way of saying thank you."

"What was I supposed to do with that thing?" my cousin asked me. "It was huge. Anyway, the baby loved it, even though it was so much bigger than she was. She even slept with it in her crib."

Shortly after the gift of the Winnie the Pooh doll, my cousin's baby developed a rash on her face, neck, and arms. My cousin took the little girl to the doctor's office, and the doctor said it was contact dermatitis. He asked her whether she'd gotten anything new the baby could have come into contact with: new sheets, new pillows, new blankets, new... anything.

My cousin knew immediately what the culprit was. "I'll take care of it," she said. As soon as she returned home, she tossed the massive Winnie the Pooh stuffed animal into the trash.

She didn't suspect the woman of doing anything to the stuffed animal to give the baby a rash on purpose. She didn't think the lady was that conniving. It was just an unfortunate coincidence that the stuffed animal gave the little girl an allergic reaction.

"It felt so good to have an excuse to get rid of that thing," my cousin told me. "Especially after I found out my husband was having an affair with that woman. No wonder he painted that woman's house for free."

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