For a few seconds after my mother said she could not congratulate me for “defying God’s will,” no one moved.

where we had done our second and third IVF rounds. She had been kind to my face. She had hugged me after one failed cycle. She had once said, “Your mother worries because she loves you.”

Now, staring at my private ultrasound being passed around like a church bulletin, I understood that kindness can be a mask too.

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