PART 1
“Take the baby and go back to your parents’ house. My mom needs peace, not diapers and crying.”
That was the first thing Diego said to me when I came home from the hospital with our newborn son in my arms.
He didn’t even ask how I was feeling. He didn’t look at Mateo. He didn’t reach out to hold him. He stood in the doorway of the apartment as if I were an unwelcome visitor and not his wife, fresh out of a C-section, her body aching and her heart longing for a hug that never came.
