Paris Hilton and husband Carter Reum welcomed their first child together, Phoenix Barron, through a surrogate.
As expected, the reality TV star turned entrepreneur was over the moon to become a mother of a healthy baby boy.
And, as any mother out there, Hilton has been eager to share a photo of her no 9-month-old baby on the social media. On October 19, she posted a cute image of herself and her son with the caption, “My precious angel baby Phoenix’s first time in NYC.”
Sadly, however, people can be cruel at times and they don’t seem to spare anyone from criticism, especially celebrities.
Out of nowhere, the comment section under her post was filled with cruel words mocking the baby. Many of the remarks were focused on the toddler’s head size.
“You need to have your baby evaluated by a pediatric neurosurgeon, he has a pretty large fontanelle (soft spot) and macrocrania, he would likely need a MRI or US to rule out blockage of spinal fluid in his brain to be on the safe side,” one person wrote.
Added another: “Does he have encephalitis? Like what is actually going on I’m not trying to be rude that doesn’t seem normal.”
The comments Hilton received about the looks of her son were beyond cruel, and she decided to stand up for him.
On X, Hilton wrote, “Living life in the spotlight, comments are inevitable, but targeting my child, or anyone else’s for that matter, is unacceptable.
“This hurts my heart more deeply than words can describe,” the television personality said.
“I’ve worked hard to cultivate an environment that is all about love, respect, and acceptance, and I expect the same in return,” she continued.
“If I don’t post my baby, people assume I’m not a great mother, and if I do post him, there are some people who are cruel and hateful. I’m a proud working mom, and my baby is perfectly healthy, adorable and angelic.”
She ended the post by saying that she hopes that “people can treat one another with more kindness and empathy.”
Triggered by another mean comment on TikTok, Hilton explained, “There are some sick people in this world. My angel is perfectly healthy. And yes, of course, he has been to a doctor; he just has a large brain.”
Speaking to People, Hilton shared that she gets help from her family and loved ones in raising Phoenix Barron. “[My parents] are just so obsessed with him,” Hilton said. “I’m always calling my mom and my sister [Nicky Hilton] for advice, and I’m really lucky that I’m so close with my family, so I have such a big support group.”
We are so very sorry Hilton and her husband faced such negativity from people who don’t even know them.
No child, or any person in general, should ever be a subject of mocking and harassment.
My Granddaughter Forced Me Out for Getting Married at 80 — I Couldn’t Stand the Disrespect & Gave Her a Lesson to Remember
After my granddaughter ousted me for marrying at 80, I couldn’t accept her disrespect. Together with my new husband, Harold, we crafted a bold plan to teach her an unforgettable lesson, culminating in a family-altering confrontation.
I never imagined sharing this tale, but here it is. My name is Margaret, and I celebrated my 80th birthday last spring. I resided in a small, personalized room within my granddaughter Ashley’s home, surrounded by keepsakes of my life.
“Morning, Grandma,” Ashley would say, bursting into my room unannounced. She never knocked.
“Morning, dear,” I’d reply, tidying up my space. “What’s the hurry?”
“We’re off to the park with the kids. Need anything?”
“No, I’m good. Enjoy your day.”
After she rushed off, I reflected alone. I couldn’t complain much; after all, I had sold my house to fund her college education after her parents died tragically when she was 15.
I took her in and strived to provide a good life. Now, she lived here with her husband, Brian, and their two children, in a home that was always bustling.
Things took a turn when I met Harold at the community center months ago. He was charming, always with a camera around his neck. Our chats soon became the highlight of my week, offering a second shot at love.
One day, while Ashley was at work, I decided to share my news. I found her in the kitchen that evening, busy with a recipe book.
“Ashley, I have something to tell you,” I started.
She looked up, “What is it, Grandma?”
“I’ve met someone. His name is Harold, and… he proposed.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Proposed? You mean, marriage?”
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