The Pottery Class That Shattered My Marriage Seven Months Into My Pregnancy

than being social. But Ava, my best friend and self-appointed pregnancy cheerleader, wasn’t having any of it.

“I found this adorable pottery studio,” she announced one afternoon while blending me a strawberry smoothie. She was also lecturing me about self-care as usual.

My swollen feet were propped up on her coffee table, aching from another long day.continue reading …