The Milk Auction
Language: en
On the day of my difficult delivery, my husband abandoned me in the operating room, disgusted by the sight of childbirth. With no one to sign the consent forms, I nearly died on the operating table. After I finally escaped the jaws of death, he vanished entirely for a month. It wasn't until I brought our newborn son home from the hospital that I found my husband waiting with a table full of my favorite dishes. I comforted myself, thinking that perhaps, as a first-time father, his fear of childbirth was normal. But the very next day, a photo of me, bare-chested and nursing my baby, appeared…