When I realized my husband, Carlisle, wasn’t listening, I knew my birthing experience would be a nightmare. But as I lay in labor, ignored and in pain, I made a decision: neither my husband nor my MIL would ever control me again.
I never thought my life would turn into a story like this. If you’d asked me five years ago, I would’ve told you I had everything figured out. I had a decent job in marketing, a small but cozy apartment, and most importantly, I was madly in love with Carlisle.
