My Mother-In-Law Said She Would Kick Me Out Of The House If I Didn’t Give Birth To A Boy

I was thirty-three, pregnant with my fourth child, and living in my in-laws’ house when my mother-in-law looked me straight in the eye and said: “If this baby isn’t a boy, you and your three daughters are out.”

My husband smirked and added, “So when are you leaving?”

We were supposedly “saving for a house.” That was the official story. The truth? Derek enjoyed being the golden boy again. His mother cooked, his father paid most of the bills, and I was the live-in nanny who didn’t even own a wall.

We already had three daughters: Mason was eight, Lily five, Harper three. They were my entire world. To Patricia, my mother-in-law, they were three failures.