My Mother-in-Law Couldn’t Accept That I Had a Daughter—So I Gave Her the Wake-Up Call She Needed
From the start, my mother-in-law, Sheila, treated my pregnancy like it was her personal project. She painted the nursery blue without asking, waved bundles of herbs to “guarantee a boy,” and offered constant, unsolicited advice. So when I gave birth to a girl and saw the shock on her face, I couldn’t help but smile—because…