A mother from Tennessee, Rachel, who is working as a cashier at Celina 52 Truck Stop, had welcomed her son, Cash Jamal Buck, on February 17. The situation is that Rachel and her fiance Paul Buckman are both white, while their son Cash is black.
When the parents shared the news from their Facebook account, they announced their son’s birth as, “Congratulations to our cashier Rachel and her fiancé Paul Buckman on their baby Cash Jamal Buckman being [born] on Saturday at 6:18pm.”
But when the users saw that two white parents had welcomed a black baby, they immediately accused Rachel with cheating, as they didn’t believed that Paul wasn’t the real father.
After that, Celina 52 Truck Stop had shared, “Yes, Paul is the father. Rachel has African American DNA in her which can skip generations and cause a child to be born with darker skin.”
Then they also stated that there might be possibility of jaundice, and ended their post as, “Please be kind.”
But there were many jokes under the comments section as,
“Congratulations!!! I AM sure he looks just like his dad. Where is he?”
“Definitely needs a DNA test; what if they accidentally mixed up the kiddos in the nursery?”
“I feel sorry for Paul, being duped like this is a whole new level of creep. Hopefully he’ll wise up.”
Then Rachel shared her own ancestry test result, as she stated, “For the haters saying that I [don’t] have black DNA maybe this will clear it up straight from my ancestry DNA results !!!! NOW STOP slandering mine and my [fiancé] Paul Buckman name. he IS the father of Lil Cash.”
I Was Furious at My Daughter’s Birthday Gift to My Wife – Was My Punishment Justified?
My teenage daughter has been pushing my buttons when it comes to her new stepmother, but this time she went too far. My wife, her stepmother, usually buffers her when it comes to me dealing out punishment, however, her latest actions forced my hand!
Hi everyone, my name is Tom, and my wife, Mia, and I have been together for three years. This is the story of how I learned the hard way that my teenage daughter needed firmer consequences after she did something I just couldn’t forgive.
So on this fateful day, as the clock struck 8 p.m., my wife’s 42nd birthday celebration was in full swing, laughter filling our home, a stark contrast to the storm brewing under the surface.
Harper, my 17-year-old daughter from a previous marriage, had been on thin ice with Mia, but when she asked if she could join the festivities, my wife met the request with optimism.
What you need to understand is that my second wife is a wonder to behold. She’s forgiving, loving, kind, warm, understanding, considerate, caring, and so much more. This might be strange for a father to say, but those traits were something she didn’t share with her stepdaughter.
Harper seemed to lean more toward her mother’s character: vindictive, condescending, argumentative, unforgiving, sometimes cruel, and more—all the traits that caused me to divorce her mother.
“I promise to do better,” Jess mumbled, clearly not thrilled at playing the remorseful rebel.
“And I’ll return your room,” Chelsea added, sounding as convincing as a late-night infomercial host.
Beth, ever the diplomat, nodded, “Let’s work on being a family, not a reality show cast.”
So, here we are, the dust slowly settling on the battlefield. Our home is inching back towards sitcom territory, with fewer commercial breaks and more genuine laughs.
Amy got her room back, Chelsea learned the importance of boundaries, and Jess… well, Jess is still Jess, but with a bit more empathy. And me? I’m still the dragon, but now my fire breath is reserved for BBQ Sundays and roasting marshmallows, not family feuds.
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