My Husband Promised to Take Care of the Baby If I Had One—But After I Gave Birth, He Told Me to Quit My Job

It wasn’t easy.

It was never easy. But it was my everything.

Nick, my husband, had a different dream. He wanted a son… wanted it more than anything else in the world.

“Picture it, Ava,” he’d say, eyes bright with excitement.

“Teaching him to throw a curveball in the backyard. Rebuilding an old Chevy together on weekends. That’s what life’s supposed to be about.”

I wanted kids too, eventually.

But I also wanted to keep the life I’d worked so hard to build. My schedule as a family doctor was brutal. I had to juggle 12-hour shifts and emergencies that didn’t care about dinner plans.

My patients needed me. And if I’m being honest, our mortgage needed me more.

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