My name is Mercy, and nothing could have prepared me for the pain I felt the day my husband turned his back on me. I had just given birth to our first child — a beautiful baby, full of life.
But when I saw my husband’s reaction, my world shattered. He looked at the baby, and instead of joy, I saw shock and disappointment.
“This isn’t what I expected,” he said coldly, and before I could even respond, he told me to leave our home.
I couldn’t believe it. I had carried this child for nine months. I had endured the pains of pregnancy, sleepless nights, and all the struggles that come with bringing a new life into the world.
And now, the man I trusted more than anyone in the world was pushing me away because of something I had no control over — my baby’s head size.…CONTINUE READING