My MIL Said She’d Kick Me Out Of The House If I Didn’t Give Birth To A Boy This Time

When I was pregnant with Mason, she’d said, “Let’s hope you don’t ruin this family line, honey.”

When Mason was born, she sighed: “Well, next time.”

Baby #2?

“Some women just aren’t built for sons. Maybe it’s your side.”

By baby #3, she didn’t bother sugarcoating. She’d pat their heads and say, “Three girls. Bless her heart,” like I was a tragic headline.

Derek never flinched.

Then I got pregnant again.