When My Husband Pocket-Dialed Me

for a baby.

“Don’t wait too long,” she had said, reaching across the table to squeeze my hand. “You were born to be a mother, Audrey.”

I had told her the truth. That it had been harder than I expected. That every negative test made me feel like my body had betrayed me. That Mark said he was supportive, but sometimes I felt him pulling away.

She had hugged continue reading …