Eight Months Pregnant and Alone — The Next Day Changed Our Marriage
The grocery store’s heavy glass door felt less like an entrance and more like the starting line of a marathon I wasn’t trained for. At eight months pregnant, every step was a negotiation with gravity. My back throbbed, my feet were swollen, and the plastic grocery handles cut into my palms as I stopped at…
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