When I got pregnant with our second child, my husband told me that if it wasn’t a male heir, he’d kick me and my daughter out of the house. I had to do a swap, but years later that terrible act caught up with me.
My husband and I were planning to have another child. “My dream is to be a father of 2,” he often said. Our older and only daughter was about to turn 7, so we thought it would be a great time to try and have another child, so she could enjoy her little brother (or sister?) while they were both kids.
After my period was delayed more than 5 weeks, I decided to make an appointment with my GP and he broke the news. “Congrats, Chrissy! You’re pregnant!” and we were both so happy!
But my husband said something to me he’d never told me before. I’ve had Jessy already and after knowing about my pregnancy, he told me he couldn’t handle another woman in the house. So if “I don’t give birth to a male heir, I should leave the house.”
During a regular ultrasound exam, I was told that it was a girl. I didn’t know what to tell my husband, so I lied. When I arrived home, he asked me, “How was the exam? What did the doctor say?”
Ahem…” I replied. “Well, he said it’s not clear yet. We’ll find out during labor.” The day came and when we were leaving for the maternity hospital, my husband came with 2 luggages packed with stuff.
What’s that for, John?” I asked. “Did you think I was kidding? If you have a girl, you won’t set foot on this house ever again!”
Only God knows how scared I was. I could barely focus on the labor. There was another woman in the ward with me and she was to give birth that day too. I could hear her and her husband talking. “ I want to have a baby girl,” she said.
Honey,” her husband looked at her, “it doesn’t matter if it’s a boy or a girl. It only matters that we’re going to become parents!”
