My Husband Bought First Class Tickets for Himself and His Mom Leaving Me and the Kids in Economy, My Lesson to Him Was Harsh

My husband thought he could book first class for himself and his mom, leaving me stuck in economy with the kids. But I wasn’t about to let him get away with that.

Let’s just say his “luxury” flight got a little bumpy, and it turned into a lesson he’ll never forget.

I’m Sophie, and let me introduce you to my husband, Clark. You know the type—workaholic, always stressed, and convinced his job is the most important thing on earth?

Sure, I get that his work is demanding, but it’s not like raising kids is a walk in the park. Anyway, what he pulled recently was next-level selfish.

We were planning to visit his family for the holidays, a chance to relax and make some fun memories with the kids. Clark offered to handle the flight bookings, and I thought, “Great, one less thing to worry about!” But I had no idea what was coming.

At the airport, as I wrangled our toddler and a diaper bag, I asked, “Clark, where are our seats?” He was glued to his phone, barely paying attention. “Oh, um, about that…” he muttered, avoiding eye contact.

A knot formed in my stomach. “What do you mean, ‘about that’?”

Finally, he looked up and gave me that sheepish grin I’ve come to dread. “Well, I managed to snag an upgrade for me and Mom to first class. You know how she gets on long flights, and I really need to rest.”

I blinked, waiting for him to say he was joking. But no punchline came. I was stuck in economy with both kids while he and his mom enjoyed first class. The audacity! When I confronted him, he shrugged, “It’s just a few hours, Soph. You’ll be fine.”