I Agreed to Carry My Sister’s Baby – But When He Was Born, My Mom Took One Look at Him and Cried, ‘Oh God… Not Again’

“What did you mean?” I asked. “Not again. Not what again?”

“Sarah, please go rest. You just gave birth.”

“I carried that baby for nine months. I deserve an answer.”

She forced a thin smile.

“I was overwhelmed. Seeing Claire finally hold her child after everything she went through… it broke me.”

“No,” I said. “That wasn’t a breakdown. That was horror.”

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