When my cheating ex showed up six months after abandoning our son, I thought he wanted to make things right. Instead, he asked me to babysit the newborn he’d had with his mistress! What I said to him that day set in motion a life-changing series of events.
My name is Claire, and at 31, I felt like I was finally checking off all the right boxes.
I had a decent job, a cozy little house, and I’d just found out that I was pregnant!
When I told my husband, Ethan, he dropped to his knees and kissed my belly.
“I’ve always wanted to be a father. I hope we have a son to continue my family name.”
Looking back, I should’ve paid closer attention to those words.
Did you catch it? He said “father,” not “dad.”
It sounds like a small thing, but “father” is a title, while “dad” is about showing up and doing the work.
Fast-forward seven months.
I was a beautiful, round, waddling whale when I discovered something that tore my world apart. I was trying to get comfortable on the couch, rubbing my enormous belly, when Ethan’s phone buzzed on the armrest.
…The story doesn’t end here, it continues on the next page 👇
