AITA for for ruining my own gender reveal party?

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AITA for for ruining my own gender reveal party?

I’m pregnant with a baby boy due in November. My fiancé and I didn’t care much about the s**x of our child, so we didn’t make too much noise about it once we found out. The only people we’d informed were our parents, their partners and our siblings.

Prior to this, my father’s girlfriend of 3 years had been asking me about my plans for a gender reveal party. I’ve always been clear about not wanting one. When I announced my son’s gender to them, she expressed disappointment that I hadn’t changed my mind about a party.

I don’t like gender reveals. Never have, never will. I prefer baby showers, which I think feel more about the actual child. I never tried to hide that opinion, either.

Days later, my father’s girlfriend invited me over for tea at their apartment (my dad was out of town). When I got there, about a dozen people popped out of hiding to surprise me. There were pink and blue decorations everywhere, which made what was going on pretty clear.

As I stood there in shock, my father’s girlfriend excitedly told me they were throwing me a surprise gender reveal party. Since I’d already told her, she had taken it upon herself to order a cake with colorful frosting, decorate the apartment and invite a bunch of people over.

The guests included her mother (whom I don’t get along with), some of her friends, my MIL (not my mom) and four of my friends. As I later found out, my MIL and friends had been told I’d changed my mind about gender reveals.

I had not. Still in the doorway, I looked over at everyone and said, “It’s a boy. You guys can go home now.” I left without looking back.

Hours later, my father called me furious that I’d ruined the party. He said his girlfriend had put a lot of effort, money and love into planning it, and I should have shown respect and gratitude for it. Apparently, she hadn’t stopped crying since I left.

It’s been almost a week, and they’re both still upset. Even after I explained I never wanted that party in the first place, they’re insisting I could have sucked it up for an hour, or at least cut the cake.

AITA?