My Husband Yelled at Me to Leave the Bedroom Because Our Babys Crying Disturbed Him, But When His Father Intervened, His Face Turned Pale

My Husband Yelled at Me to Leave the Bedroom Because Our Babys Crying Disturbed Him, But When His Father Intervened, His Face Turned Pale

When I think back to those first weeks after Ivy was born, it’s all a blur — sleepless nights, the soft hum of the cradle, and the ache that never really left my body. I’d had an unexpected C-section, and though my daughter’s first cry made every second worth it, recovery was brutal. My body was sore, my nerves frayed, and my heart permanently tied to that tiny, fragile being beside me. My husband, Rowan, had been so attentive during the pregnancy. He’d rest his head on my belly and whisper, “She’ll have your fire,” like it was the most…

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