“Give Him A Son Or Get Out,” My MIL Said. My Husband Didn’t Defend Me — He Asked When I’d Be Gone.

boys, as if my previous three pregnancies had been some kind of controllable experiment where I’d simply chosen wrong. She’d look at me with thinly veiled contempt and say things like, “If you can’t give Derek what he needs, maybe you should move aside for a woman who can.”

Derek didn’t flinch at these comments. In fact, he seemed to take them as permission.continue reading …